Single Ladies

Chapter 1

Pamela.

"How are you doing today sweetheart?"

"Im fine" (rolls eyes).

"Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"You just did, bye!"

"Damn sweetheart, why you gotta be so nasty?"

"First of all, im not your damn sweetheart. Second of all im not nasty im minding my own damn business. And third of all, you asked for a minute to talk to me and you got it. Your time is up, bye!"

"Fuck you then, I ain't wana talk to you anyway, you better be lucky someone wanted to talk to yo ass. Boogie chicks ain't allowed in the hood, so go back to Hollywood bitch!"

I swear these gumps have no life. If I don't want to be bothered with a dude, shouldn't that be ok? All these dudes want out here is to hit it and quit it. One things for sure and two things for certain, I have too much class. Momma taught me better than that. There ain't no good men out here.

"One New Message" My phone alerted. It was from Lashawnda, a very good homegirl of mine. We go way back since grade school!

We both wanted to be lawyers when we were younger, but only one of us pursued that dream. I decided that a nine to five Marketing and Bookkeeping career was for me.

"Are we still meeting up for drinks tonight Pam?" Lashawnda texed.

I replied "Yeah girl, im on my way home to freshen up a bit. What spot are we hitting tonight? "

She answered back "Its Friday so I thought we could go to Rodeos Finest. There are a lot of spicy men there with full pockets, and we're both single."

"Now you know there ain't no good men out here. These dudes are just boy toys and mild eye candy. But I will go for the excitement."

"Mmhmm, ok you say that now. You won't be young too much longer so grab yourself a hot man to make your legs while you can!" Lashawnda replied.

"Yeah whatever! Im inviting Kourtney, is that fine with you? She may be getting a divorce soon so I thought it would be good for her to get out."

"Kourtney? Now you know I can't stand that chick, she has a lot of mouth and she looks at me funny."

"Oh come on Shawnda, she'll be fine. You'll be so wrapped up in colone and jerry curl juice you wont even notice she's there."

"Mmhmm, Yeah sure whatever. But one smart word out of her and its gona be a brawl"

"Be nice, she's having a time right now and she's still my girl. Now get ready, I'll be on my way around eight."

"Ok" Lashawnda ended.

I reached home about 6:15p to some missed calls on my cell. It was from Gerome and Damien. Gerome was a guy I dated back in grade school. Our relationship didn't last because we were kids and had not a damn clue of what we were doing. I recently got in contact with him through a dating website (blackpeoplemeet.com) about two years ago. Him and I were strictly single, but it was something about him that I always wanted. His body, with no strings attached! We had been sex buddies for the last past three months, and that was it.

Damien on the other hand is a guy I met at the library during my internship for college. I was single and desperate of a man's attention and he was just my type.

Gerome and Damien are both tall, dark, and handsome. Fresh haircuts, gorgeous facial hair, and a chocolate muscular body like a snicker bar. Although I never had sex with Damien, I sure as hell wanted too.

Gerome texed my phone and said "How are you beautiful? I've been missing you all week. Are you free tomorrow?"

I replied "Hey handsome! Work has been a killer this week, my body aches, and Yes I am free tomorrow."

"Sorry about work! I could take care of that body for you. I wanted to make a dish for you tomorrow night."

Gerome is a culinary arts teacher at the Art Institute of California. So Ofcorse im dying for a mans home cooked meal.

"My place or yours?" I replied.

"I'll surprise you. Nine o'clock tomorrow night."

As I soaked my body in my vanilla bean bubble filled tub with a glass of Remy Martin 1758, I decided to call Damien. After two rings, he answered his phone.

"Hey lady, nice to hear from you" he said.

"Hey same here. I missed your call earlier I was at a meeting."

"No problem. I wanted to know if you were busy tonight?"

"Me and the girls are going out for a few drinks and a chat around eight, I should be available around eleven if you want to stop by my place to catch up?"

"That sounds like a plan, I'll give you a call then" he said.

"Ok, see you tonight!"

I was eager to see how tonight would play out. Will I get laid? What will his sex be like? I'm just dying to know.

Throwing on my black and cream lace fitted dress that had ruffles around the shoulders, long sleeves, and stopped at the end of my booty print. Wearing gold platformed high heels with accessories from Tiffany's. I was out the door at exactly 7:46pm on my way to pick up Lashawnda. Kourtney was going to meet us at Rodeos Finest around 8:30pm.

As I pulled up at Shawnda's, I beeped the horn of my all red two door jaguar. Shawnda came out with lace lingerie with a see through fitted dress over. Her dress was black and her lingerie was red. Was this a bar we were going to, or a strip club? All I know was that we were hot.

Arriving at the bar at 8:36pm we met up with an old friend Tracy. She was a clothing designer and was my hook up for nights that I wanted to dress sexy. Shawnda had invited her. She didn't want to be the third wheel while me and Kourtney talked about her divorce etc. Kourtney was already inside in v.i.p saving us a seat next to a table of pretty boy's.

At that moment, all eyes were on us. Drinks were coming our way before we could even sit down. It felt good to be single and young. Getting a lot of attention and living so free. But as Shawnda said, I won't be young for too long. I really did want to tie the knot. The only thing stopping me from that was Kourtney's divorce.