LJ Idol: Week 4
LJ Idol: Week 4
Topic: “Nobody can ride your back if your back's not bent”
"Baby got back..."
Why, oh why, was he in this god-forsaken night club? Trying to find a lay for the night, yeah, but he could have found that at a bar. Or looked in his cell phone's contact list.
At 30, James was getting tired of the chase. His best friends, Cameron and Brad, were having a blast dancing with a group of hotties. All of the ladies were in their early twenties. Skinny, tanned, big assets, perfect hair, and skimpy dresses.
Five or six years ago - hell, two years ago - he would have been chasing those little princesses down. Claiming one in the bathroom and then taking a second one home with him. Given them the "wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am" and shown them the door in the morning. Or left their places before the poor girls had even woken up, never to return or leave a phone number.
Now? All of them looked fake. Fake breasts. Fake smiles. Goes good with the spray tan.
Finishing his beer, he set down the bottle and picked up his jacket. He turned to the door, ready to leave and head home.
"My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun!"
James knew he had to get out of here. Sir Mix-a-lot? This music is for teenagers. Yeah, he liked a girl with a nice tight ass. Something to hold onto as she rode him hard. But none of these girls were "the one."
He waved to his friends, walked to the door, and was bumped into by a woman who was also heading for the door. A gorgeous, sexy woman.
They both apologized at the same time, but James stuttered through his. He'd never seen a more beautiful woman in all of his life. And he knew, as soon as he looked her straight in the eyes, that she was it. She was his "one."
Holding the door open for her, he followed her out onto the sidewalk. She smiled and started to hail for a taxi, but he caught her arm.
"Would you like to get a cup of coffee?" James asked her, knowing that if he let her go now, he'd never see her again.
The woman smiled and nodded, straight white teeth framed by light pink lips. Kissable lips, he thought to himself.
As they walked down the street, exchanging names and pleasantries, she slowly took his hand and held it as they walked toward the late-night diner. Flashed that million-dollar smile at him. And he knew, beyond a doubt, that his life had just changed forever. All because he decided to take a chance on a night club with his friends. He found his "Ms Right," and boy, did his baby have back.
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Topic: “Nobody can ride your back if your back's not bent”
"Baby got back..."
Why, oh why, was he in this god-forsaken night club? Trying to find a lay for the night, yeah, but he could have found that at a bar. Or looked in his cell phone's contact list.
At 30, James was getting tired of the chase. His best friends, Cameron and Brad, were having a blast dancing with a group of hotties. All of the ladies were in their early twenties. Skinny, tanned, big assets, perfect hair, and skimpy dresses.
Five or six years ago - hell, two years ago - he would have been chasing those little princesses down. Claiming one in the bathroom and then taking a second one home with him. Given them the "wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am" and shown them the door in the morning. Or left their places before the poor girls had even woken up, never to return or leave a phone number.
Now? All of them looked fake. Fake breasts. Fake smiles. Goes good with the spray tan.
Finishing his beer, he set down the bottle and picked up his jacket. He turned to the door, ready to leave and head home.
"My anaconda don't want none unless you got buns hun!"
James knew he had to get out of here. Sir Mix-a-lot? This music is for teenagers. Yeah, he liked a girl with a nice tight ass. Something to hold onto as she rode him hard. But none of these girls were "the one."
He waved to his friends, walked to the door, and was bumped into by a woman who was also heading for the door. A gorgeous, sexy woman.
They both apologized at the same time, but James stuttered through his. He'd never seen a more beautiful woman in all of his life. And he knew, as soon as he looked her straight in the eyes, that she was it. She was his "one."
Holding the door open for her, he followed her out onto the sidewalk. She smiled and started to hail for a taxi, but he caught her arm.
"Would you like to get a cup of coffee?" James asked her, knowing that if he let her go now, he'd never see her again.
The woman smiled and nodded, straight white teeth framed by light pink lips. Kissable lips, he thought to himself.
As they walked down the street, exchanging names and pleasantries, she slowly took his hand and held it as they walked toward the late-night diner. Flashed that million-dollar smile at him. And he knew, beyond a doubt, that his life had just changed forever. All because he decided to take a chance on a night club with his friends. He found his "Ms Right," and boy, did his baby have back.
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Thank you for reading my newest entry for therealljidol! Please read the other entries too and vote for your favorites starting this Monday, April 7. :D