Free Torn by Keisha Ervin Page A

me, a'ight?" He eyed her up down again, grabbed his drink and then walked away.
    Hating the fact that he was a rude bastard but loving the way he joked and kicked game to her, Mo eased up and yelled, "It's 555-4212."
    Happy that he'd gotten his way, the guy turned around.
    "But don't call me after nine o'clock."
    "Oh, and I thought I was the one who was supposed to have the curfew." He flashed a broad grin.
    Unable to think of a quick comeback, Mo rolled her eyes and caught back up with her crew. They were all seated at a table right in front of the dance floor.
    "Who was that all up in yo' grill?" Mina questioned immediately.
    "Some lil' nigga. I don't even know his name."
    " Guuurl , please! You better go back and get his name.
    That nigga was sexy as hell. Lookin' like a lil' killa," Delicious joked.
    "He do, don't he," Mina agreed.
    "Hell, yeah. You better get on him, gurl ."
    "Delicious, what I look like fuckin' wit that lil' boy? There ain't shit he can do for me but mow my lawn." Mo scrunched up her face, waving off the idea.
    "Well at least you gettin' yo' grass cut. What the fuck you complaining for, it's free. You better get wit it. I can think of a couple of things he can do to me. Better yet ... I can think of a couple of thangs I can do to him," he replied, fanning himself.
    "Don't cum on yourself."
    "Oh no you ain't tryin' act brand new." Delicious shot Mo a look. "Everybody at this table know you a hoe. This bitch will suck a dick for a Diet Coke."
    "Ah uh, no you didn't take it there," Mo exclaimed, offended.
    "Yes I did but don't worry honey ... you ain't gotta be ashamed. Shiiit, I suck dick just for the taste of it."
    "Oh hell naw!" Meesa coughed, almost choking on her drink. "Y'all are silly."
    "That's his stupid ass."
    "Mo, is that you?" a female voice exclaimed, interrupting their repartee. Looking over to her right, Mo found her old club-hopping buddy Unique McClain. The girl looked fabu-lous, as usual. Unique was known for always rocking the hottest new shit.
    "Unique?! Hey girl! How you been?" Mo greeted her with a hug.
    "Good, just got married." She showcased her ring.
    "I ain't mad at you. I'll be walking down the aisle soon, too." Mo held up her hand.
    "That's what's up. Tie that nigga down, girl."
    "Let me introduce you to everybody. These are my two best friends Mina and Delicious, and Mina's sister Meesa."
    "Hi." Unique waved.
    "Hi," everyone replied in unison.
    "So you and Bigg got married?" Mo questioned.
    "Yeah, got a baby and everything."
    "He owns Bigg Entertainment, right?"
    "Yep, the company is doing real well, too. ' XXL Magazine'
    just named it as the fastest growing independent label of all time. "
    "Wow, do you know if he's looking for any A&R work?"
    "Who knows, but here." Unique handed her a card. "Call him and see. Just tell him I gave you the number."
    "A'ight, cool, good lookin' out."
    "No problem. It was good seeing you. Don't forget to tell Quan I said hi."
    "I won't." Mo smiled as she walked away.
    "She seemed nice," Delicious commented.
    "She is once you get to know her. I'm happy I ran into her, though. I've been dying to put my degree to some use." "Don't think we're letting you get off that easily. Back to lil' daddy. Delicious was right, he was a tender. You give him your number?" Mina continued.
    "Yeah, but ain't shit happening. I stopped fuckin' on twin beds years ago."
    "You wrong for that."
    "Hell, I'm serious. His mama ain't gon' beat my ass for fuckin' her son. And anyway, how his young ass get in here in the first place? It's supposed to be twenty-three and older tonight. He told me he was twenty."
    "He probably got a fake ID."
    "You's a good one Mo, 'cause I will fuck a young boy," Delicious declared, sipping on his drink.
    "Nigga, you'll fuck a midget if you could."
    "You got that right. Anything over eighteen is all good wit me. I don't give a fuuuuck and neither should you."
    "I'm good, besides, me and Quan are finally gettin' things back on track. I ain't