Wit yo’ Sexy Self.
I reared back with my right hand on my hip. Sassy me. Flirty me. Big Girl ME.
“Umm. How you gon’ just brush up against me like that? and walk away?”
(Actually wanting to say) Umm? How you gon’ be smelling all good, lookin’ all good, brush up against me like that, and walk away?
I fluttered my eyelashes, and searched him from head to toe.
“Umm. E-xcuse me.” I know! You know..YOU just brushed up against me, and you had plenty of room to go around me!?”
He stopped. Turned around. Looked at me…and said,
“Yea. I know.”
Smiling Proudly, displaying THAT dimple on his left cheek.
With my back still reared back, and my right hand on my hip, I flashed my lashes and licked my lips..
Feeling my chest rise and my breath deepen..(Damn..I (c’aint) take this..I just wanna pounce on his back, and latch on to his beautiful neck and like a world-class wrestler..flip him in one spectacular move…and ride him..ride him like wheels ain’t been invented yet..I wanna ride him like we in the last days of our lives..Naw..Actually, I wanna ride him like the first woman rode the first man..(historical)..(ancestral) (ingenious)…clutching my teeth..I let out a “Sssss..” a low slither..Catching myself, I inhale and wipe my bottom lip..swallow and take a deep breath..
“Oh, okay. I see how you are.”
…with a swift turn of my neck and flip of my hair, I turned to leave… when….he…he suddenly…turned.. and said…
“You see how I am?”
…coming toward me….creeping, smooth, stern, strong, bold, broad, slowly…..in my face..So close, I could feel his breath..
“Hmph. Well, how am I then?”…..
Still licking my lips, I shyly smiled….
“Umm. You all-ight.”
(all the while thinking)
All-ight!?! Hell. Better than All-ight! Dang dude, you are…man…you are…the bomb (like ol’school)…you betta than my Converse Chucks, you betta than my favorite Indian Restaurant, you betta than my first high school crush, and the Cherry flavored Jolly Rancher. Shoot you betta than spandex, and my best push up bra… DAMN… I wanted to tell him that
…but..I stubbornly and bashfully, gently pushed him out of my face and said my famous…..
“Whateva” I’ll talk to you later.”
Umph. Umph. Umph… Wit yo’ Sexy Self.