Green Chapter Eight
"So you're educated and beautiful. Ms.
Night tell me about your dreams or is
working at the bank enough fullfillment?"
"Excuse me may I take your order?"
interrupted the waiter. "Let her order first"
Malik told the waiter. "I'll have the
Braised
Veal Breast and the Yukon Gold Potatoes".
Taking her menu the waiter turned
towards Malik. "I'll have the Seared Sea
Scallops and the Baby Lettuces". Taking
his menu the waiter left. "So Ms. Night
what is your answer to my question?"
"Well for right now I'm happy. Sometimes
I do think about getting another degree".
Biting his bottom lip Malik was trying to
figure out why would a woman as
educated as Kenya asked him out. "What
about yourself Mr. Williams?" "I own a
junkyard. It's a lot of hard work but I like".
Surprised by his answer Kenya asked
what was after dinner. "Well I thought we
would go to the New Moon dance club". "I
haven't danced in a while Malik. I don't
know if I still can dance". "I think you can"
as soon as Malik word's exited his mouth
the
waiter brought their food. After they ate
Kenya was about to pay the bill. "I was
the one who asked you out so I'll pay the
bill". "Now Kenya I can't let you do that.
What type of man would I be" pleased to
hear Malik say those words Kenya let
Malik pay the bill. When the two arrived at
the New Moon dance club they couldn't
believe how crowded it was. Malik paid
Kenya's way in. As soon as they entered
the club Malik pulled Kenya onto the
dance floor. The song Blue Love was
playing which was one of Malik's favorite
song. Kenya started grinding her ass and
hips on Malik.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The
Brown Philosopher
Copyright © Keith Baucum | Year Posted 2014
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