Losing Myself

“Hey baby girl where you headed?” I said to this beautiful girl I saw obviously headed for the bar.

“Back to the bar, my friend Shawna is over there waiting on me.”

“I’m sure she won’t mind if I steal you away for a few minutes.”

“You’re fine, I admit it but I really should be getting back over there. I mean she IS my ride home.”

“I’m not going to keep you forever, but I wouldn’t mind with a body like that.”

This girl had to be the most beautiful girl I had ever seen in my entire life. She had this light caramel skin that looked so smooth I just wanted to reach out and touch it. She had long black hair that stopped perfectly in the middle of her back. Her eyes were hazel and she had a smile that could light up the club. She had red lipstick on her full luscious lips that looked so soft and kissable. She had a shape like a coke bottle; thick hips, thin waist, and titties for days. She had on this black strapless dress, that I’m sure was hard to sit down in considering it stopped just below her ass, and a pair of tall heels. Her hair was straightened with big, fluffy curls on the ends.

“Thanks, I can see you’re a smooth talker.”

“I’m okay. So you gonna let me get some time in with you gorgeous?”

“I don’t know, I don’t want her to leave.”

“She won’t, I just want a few minutes of your time.”

“Fine, you want to go sit in the car or something so it’s not a lot of noise?”

“No, I can just take you to one of the exclusive rooms.”

“Exclusive room?”

“Yeah you can’t hear anything out here and it’s private.”

“Okay sure let’s go.”

I grabbed her hand; it was really soft. I took her on the elevator past the VIP section and up to the Exclusive Rooms. We went into an empty room, I closed and locked the door as she sat down legs crossed. I guess it was semi-possible to sit down in.

“Wow.”

“Right?”

I sat down putting my hand on her leg.

“So you have a name?”

“Mike. It’s Michael Johnson but Mike or Mikey is fine.”

“Mya King or Mimi depends on who you are.”

“Well, who am I?”

“Michael Johnson apparently.”

“I meant who am I to you?”

“Who do you want to be?”

“Honestly?”

“Yeah.”

I slid closer to Mya and smiled.

“Well, I was thinking I could be your man.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, I guarantee you’ll love me.”

“Confident aren’t we?”

“For good damn reason!” I said sitting back and smiling.

“Well, how old are you?”

“How old are you?”

“Depends on how old you are.”

“Well it's 11:50 so in ten minutes I’ll be nineteen, how old are you?”

“Oh how cute, happy birthday Mike, anything you want for your birthday?”

"A party but you might be too young to attend."

“Boy please I might be younger but that doesn’t mean I’m not grown.”

“I think it kinda does. So are you saying you gonna let me love you?”

“Maybe.”

“Yes or no question baby.”

“Yeah but on a few conditions.”

“I knew there were some.”

“You are mine. You’re my man so if you mess up we're gonna fight.”

“Okay but I doubt you could win.”

“I got to know more about you before anything happens.”

“I can live with that.”

“I need the right guy.”

“That ain’t even me shawty.”

“One more thing.”

“Which is?”

“Don't hurt me.”

“Baby I can do all that and more. I think you’re too young to handle me though.”

“Age ain’t nothing but a number baby.”

“Alright we gonna see.”

“How about when we leave, you follow us and come chill at my house. My parents are out of town.”

“I figured that much, so yeah I’ll come with you.”

“Let’s go back downstairs, she might be looking for me.”

“How about we stay up here a little longer?”

“To talk?”

“I’m done talking here…” I said smiling and kissing her softly.