Meeting with this R&B chick

So I run into this R&B chick, dark complexion, sexy ass lips, had the shape of Ms Lathan but she’s far more cuter. When she saw from behind, I could tell she was wondering if it’s really him, she had seen my face before, never in person, but as usual she would swing by MySpace to invade my space, because she thought I was someone she run to or bring over her space. So we hugged and chatted after a multitude of questions which started with, “is it really you?” and ended, “when do I see you again?”.

This chick wasn’t your typical chick, she was a true fanm, voiced her opinion and kept conversation flowing, I mean, I was game, I was all up into her not because I knew or felt she was into but I was deeply deep in the game. So into her, for those who may confuse game with game. So we talked a little bit, got upset a little, then danced a bit more, exchanged a kiss to see what’s really good. So we both was into it, she liked my kissing game and I liked hers, so we did a bit on tongue wag, and went at like some wrestlers.

In the midst of all that, we figured we’ll catch on the likes and dislikes, the favorite movies to the political crap, and we came out with this: She wanted me to deliver her from Eva, her oldest sister, and Hitch our way in holy matrimony, but then I had to run it by my Four Brothers who from afar were being so Unfaithful, so we decided to stroll over to them, boy, it was surely The Longest Yard, I’ve ever had to walk. When we got to them they were talking about Love and Basketball and how their Girlfriends were so not into sports, but they could cook up a Soul Food and Wild Out whenever their boyfriends would dub a chick as America’s next top Model.

So we left the park, main dans la main, and jetted straight to the…