God's Gift to Women: A Novel by Michael Baisden

Author:Michael Baisden [Baisden, Michael]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, General, Thrillers, Erotica
ISBN: 9781451650587
Google: IB0lCXv2v78C
Amazon: 0743249976
Publisher: Touchstone
Published: 2003-10-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

IT WAS STILL raining when Eddie and I arrived at the Hilton. I parked in the area reserved for the radio station employees, then opened my flask of Hennessy. I took a long sip and passed it to Eddie.

“Just like old times, huh, partner?” Eddie said. “Remember when we use to drink Old E and get drunk on the baseball bleachers in Gately Park?”

“I remember all right—the first time you tried to hang with the older boys you got sick as a dog and threw up all over Timothy Redd’s brand-new Members Only jacket. You were praying to God to let you live through it.” I imitated his whining: “Just let me get through this one, Lord, and I promise I’ll never drink again.”

“Well, at least Bernard Miller didn’t signify on my mama all the way out to Markham skating rink. I’ll never forget that joke he told on the bus about your mama’s house being so cold that the roaches had to huddle around the toaster to stay warm.”

We laughed and slapped five. Those bus rides out to Markham were showcases for neighborhood comedians. It was our version of Showtime at the Apollo.

“But what about the time when you showed up at summer camp with those cheap P.F. Flyer gym shoes?” I said. “Everybody followed you around all day singing, ‘Don’t buy the shoes with the slip and slide, get the shoes with the stars on the side!’”

“How could I forget that torture? I felt so bad I told my mama I wasn’t leaving the house until she bought me a pair of Converse All Stars.”

“Yeah, those were the good old days.” I took another sip and reflected. “We’ve come a long way since then.”

“Yes, we have; especially you.” Eddie sounded serious. “Just look at you, a big-time radio personality! You’ve got a nice crib, a beautiful little girl, and a great career. Damn, Julian, you made it! And just in case I haven’t told you lately, I’m proud of you, man.”

“Thanks, partner. That means a lot coming from you.” We gave each other dap. He might piss me off every now and then, but I loved him like a brother.

“Okay, that’s enough of that sentimental stuff,” he said. “I don’t want to get all misty before I go mack down these southern girls.”

“Judging by the caliber of women I’ve seen going in, there won’t be much mackin’ going on. It’ll be more like herding cattle.”

I left the windshield wipers on so I could get a good look at who, or what, was going into the hotel. Most of the ladies were dressed very classy, formal black dresses and pantsuits. But then there were the ghetto queens all decked out in gaudy jewelry with tinted burgundy hair. One woman who was grossly overweight had on a crop top exposing her flabby gut and she had the nerve to have a pierced belly button.

“Ain’t no shame in her game.” Eddie laughed as he took one last sip of Hennessy.

“Terri was right, the hoochies are out tonight.

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