I stepped out of my car and looked around skeptically before spotting the voice that I was looking for. What made me come here, I didn’t know, but it was on my way home from the nail shop, so I just stopped by. After a day of moping and feeling sorry for myself, I had managed to get up, clean my house and run some errands. After relaxing at the nail spa, I was feeling a little better, but I wasn’t at one hundred percent yet.
“You don’t have to look so scared, we don’t bite around these parts,” I heard a voice say to me and when I turned around it was some dude that I didn’t know. He was eying me up and down like he wanted to eat me through my socks with these blue overalls on. It was very intimidating because he didn’t even try to hide it.
“Aye, Fred her ass ain’t scary by no means. Trust me I’ve felt her before.”
Now that voice I knew.
“So, you decided to finally come and get that dirty ass car cleaned miss lady?” Ri asked and by the smile that was plastered on his face, I didn’t know if he had been waiting for my arrival or if he always looked this stupid.
“I’m here,” I said, unenthusiastically. “So, don’t be trying to charge me five hundred dollars for a wash and cleaning.” I knew how these men would try to get over on gullible females when it came to their cars.
“Now, why would I do that? Your money is no good here love.”
Some man came up and got my keys and then drove my car around back, letting me now that it would be about thirty minutes.
“BIIITTTCH INCHESSS!” I heard a loud voice yell from behind me and when I turned around, I was met with this lady with big hair, big tits and an even bigger personality.
“Sis! The bundles,” she commented and now I knew that she was referring to my twenty-eight-inch Brazilian deep wave that I had in my hair.
“Ohhh, thank you,” I chuckled at her boldness. Baby was sporting lime green lipstick and a one piece even though she looked a little hefty. She wore it well though.
“Eva, carry yo’ talking ass. Don’t run my new friend off,” he said to her. By now I could tell that Eva may have used to be an Evan and that was fine with me.
“Khiri, please. This girl is too pretty for your kind.”
“Damnnnn that hurt my soul,” he clutched his heard acting like he was hurt.
I just sat there and enjoyed the show while they went back and forth with jokes cracking me up.