Dope Girl 3 by Salaam Sa'id

Author:Salaam, Sa'id [Salaam, Sa'id]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Salaam Pulications
Published: 2014-02-24T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

“What’s wrong with you?” Cameisha asked as Trigga suddenly went stiff. They had been playing the dozens, cracking on each other until the plane began to taxi to the runway.

“Nothing, I’m straight shawty.” He managed through chattering teeth. She assumed correctly that he had a case of flight fright. This was his first time on an airplane. First time out of the city of Atlanta except for prison.

“Well I ain’t straight, I’m scared to fly.” Cameisha lied. “Can you hold my hand please?”

“Scared to fly?” Trigga laughed as if the notion was absurd. “Come on shawty. I got you.”

The couple interlocked fingers like couples do. Cameisha laid her head on his shoulder and picked up where they left off. “Your head so big it got its own moon.”

“Oh yeah?” Trigga laughed. “Your neck so long male giraffes be like ‘who dat’?

They landed in South America a couple hours later and stepped into a different world. Everything and everyone was different than anything either of them ever experienced.

“What the heck is that?” Cameisha exclaimed at the sky blue mass out the window as they rode to the hotel.

“The ocean!” The taxi driver laughed. Most Americans had never seen water that color and asked that question. In New York, the water at the beach is a green-brown murky color.

“We gotta hit that water shawty.” Trigga said excitedly. The both snapped their heads in every direction seeing things not found in their world.

Taking the experienced travel agent at her word, Trigga reserved a room in a quaint local hotel instead of the large chain hotels. They could still walk over to the hotel’s disco and restaurants.

The room’s didn’t even have A/C but were cooled instead by a gentle breeze from the ocean. Sparsely furnished, it didn’t have a TV, just a bed, dresser and small desk. A large flat screen was mounted over the bar for those interested in watching TV. The large circular bed was draped by sheer mosquito netting that let air through but kept bugs out.

“Nice!” Both Cameisha and Trigga exclaimed when they walked in. They both looked at the lone bed and accepted what it meant. The chase was over.

“Thank you.” Meisha turned to him and said. She stepped closer so he could hug her if he wanted. He did. She leaned her face towards him so that he could kiss her if he wanted. He did

The kiss was soft and tentative but she felt him stiffen against her body hard and decisive. She pressed into the erection letting him know he could have her right here, right now but he didn’t. To her surprise he pulled away.

“We better hit some stores and get clothes and stuff.” He said with a voice thick from lust. Meisha frowned from confusion but followed him out of the room.

“Where to first?” A gold tooth dred asked eagerly. “Snorkeling? Parasailing? Weed? Whatever?”

“I’ma holla at you bout some weed when I get back and we finna do all that other stuff you said too.

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