TYCE II by Shareef Jaudon

bitch all hungry in shit. ” She smacked her lips.
    We both shared a laugh at that truthful comment. Dallas stood to her feet and looked under her skirt.
    “Damn Tyce, you’re running all down my thigh in shit. I need to go to ladies room to wipe some of your cum away.”
    I looked at the inside of her leg; I witnessed the cream colored fluid change into a clear liquid as it traveled south toward her knee.
                  “Damn my fault.” I apologized jokingly.
    When she returned from the restroom a few minutes later, a plate of steaming hot spring rolls were waiting for her. I didn’t touch a single one; instead I just stared at them while she was in the restroom . That was a little difficult to do considering how hungry I was but I wanted to wait and eat with Dallas.
                  We had an excellent two-hour meal with conversation that included everything from movies to the top five beaches in the world. We exited the room with our sexual and natural appetites fulfilled. As we made our way out of the restaurant, I spotted a familiar face coming towards us.
    “Hey handsome, good to see you again.”
    “Hey Sabrina, how you doin’?”
    She looked good in her second skin full-length black shimmery cat suit equipped with a thick ass belt to match. Her hair was gelled up with spiky tips and her makeup was flawless. I gave her a cordial hug and stepped back to introduce Dallas to my new friend.
    “Sabrina this is my girlfriend Dallas, Dallas this is my friend Sabrina.”
    Dallas looked her up and down, she asked herself, “Who is this chic…lookin’ like she bought her shoes from Unfamous Foot Wear .”
    Sabrina extended her hand, “Nice to meet you.”
    “Same here.” Dallas lied with a fake smile.
    I felt the tension in the air as the awkward moment continued. I however was cool, calm and collected.
    “I love your outfit girl.” Sabrina complemented.
    “Thanks.” Dallas smiled weakly.
    “ Tyce I’m mad at you!” Sabrina playfully slapped me on the arm.
    “Now why would you be mad at me, I haven’t done anything to you.”
    “Because of you I switched my brand of cigarettes and now you got me smoking these damn clove cigarettes all the time!” Sabrina pulled a pack of Djarums from her over sized purse.
    Dallas’s eyes slanted…for a split second I could have sworn she was mixed with Asian.
    “I told you they were the shit, that’s all I smoke. I don’t do weed or anything else, my guilty pleasure is clove flavored cigarettes.”
    “Well, now that’s all I do.” Sabrina patted her breast with the pack in her hand.
    Dallas jumped in the conversation, “Ok, so how do you know Tyce?”
    Sabrina paused briefly, “We meet at a strip club a few nights ago .”
    “Oh so you’re a stripper.” Dallas sneered.
    “Oh no sweetie, I’m not a stripper, I jus’ enjoy their talents and company from time to time…j us’ like your boyfriend. Oh that reminds me Tyce, I forgot to give you my number the other night.”
    Dallas was beside herself. She couldn’t believe how bold this bitch was being! She was seconds away from giv ing her a fist biscuit right down her throat! She didn’t give a fuck if they were standing in this restaurant lobby or not.
    “You got your phone on you?” Sabrina ignor ed Dallas’s obvious irritation.
    I pulled out my cell, “Yeah go head.”
    “213 654-5341” Sabrina sang her number out proudly.
    Dallas heard her loud and clear and best believe that number was etched in her brain forever.
    “Ok well it was good to see you again Tyce and it was nice to meet you too Alice.” Sabrina smiled at her.
    “My name is Dallas! ”
    “Oh my fault, I’m sorry.”
    I felt the need to interject at that point. Thin gs were getting a little catty.
    “Did you come here alone?” I was attempting to switch the subject to her unseen date.
    “I’m meeting some friends here, they’re already inside.”
    Dallas grabbed my arm, “Well you better hoe…I