Summer Time Story . . .
 

All right ladies and gents, let's tell a story. :cool: Oh and [size=huge]make sure your part makes sense. :eek:[/size]


Introduction

Shameeka sat on her grandmother's plastic covered couch with a serious 'tude. She could not believe what Tyrone had just told her on the phone. As she sat there contemplating his words, her grandmother Beulah Mae came into the living room and said, ". . .

..."Shemeeka you need to get yo rump off that couch and call Ray-Ray enem in this house. I don't know why you frettin over that dag-gone Tyrone. I told you dat boy wasn't no good. I knew he wasn't no good after he borrowed that $300 from you and said he was gone pay you back. Shoot, e'rbody know he ain't got no job. Anyway, YOU the fool for believing him anyway". After listening to her grandmother fuss and complain, Shemeeka responded by saying....

"But Grandma, I LOVES HIM!!!"

"You betta get 'dem stars out of your eyes and into 'dem books!" Grandma said in an exasperated tone.

Before she could continue, she heard a loud noise. Both Shemeeka and her grandmother looked out the living room window to see...

...that Ray- Ray enem broke out the whole front window.

When he did that, that was when Beluah Mae went and got her gun "betty mae" from the closet and went outside to find Ray-Ray. But when he saw what grandma was packing, he was outta there.

They called the window company and a man named Steven came out to fix the window, Shemeeka was still shook up about the incident, until she saw Steven's son(who had came with him to fix the window). Shemeeka couldn't believe how fine he was, he looked like.....

. . . Mystikal did in the Shake it Fast video. Shameeka offered Steven and his son some grape kool aid. Shameeka continued to study this fine creature, then Steven's son said, ". . .

"I just love your weave...it looks real tight."

Shameeka just smiled and said...

"It's not a weave. My hair is 100% naturally grown from my scalp"

He blushed. "Oh, my bad, Sweetie. I've just run into so many girls with weave that I just figured yours was too. So what's your name?"

Shameeka smirked, half believing him. She told him her name asked his.

A sheepish grin crept across his face. He replied "Oh. Who? Me? My name is...

Ricki, pretty Ricki what they call me. Shameeka couldn't help but think to herself, "Damn right you pretty." She was so mesmerized by him that she kind of blanked out. Ricki noticed that she was in a daze. Shameeka, Shameeka are you okay...

...Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just a little bit tired. I was out all night with my friends Kesha 'em. I really didn't get much sleep. We partied at the club until....

. . .6 in the mornin'. Cause you know the party don't stop till I get in. So Pretty Ricki, where you party at? Cause I've never seen you around these parts before. . .

...Ricky (PRETTY RICKY what they call him) looked down and said,
"Oh, I don't party too much. It's kinda hard for me to get out 'cause...'cause...'cause I only got ONE leg". Shameeka immediately looked and noticed that Ricky (PRETTY RICKY what they call him) WAS one-legged. She had been so taken by his handsome FACE that she didn't notice that one of his legs was missing. So, after seeing this, Shameeka commended Ricky (PRETTY RICKY what they call him) for his honesty and straight-forwardess. She then said....

...."well you still got the IMPORTANT third leg right?" Shameeka says with a smile as she winks her eye at Ricky. Ricky (PRETTY RICKY is what they called him) smiles and licks his lips at Shameeka and says...........

ooh chile..I'm hungry Ricky (pretty ricky what they call him) was looking over at the plate of chicken that Beuela Mae just cooked up...

and Honey...*snap* My third leg is none of your business and frankly isn't for you!! Ricky proceeded to read Shameeka like a book.

Shameeka responded with a slight stutter.. I'm .. I-I-I.....

"I'm sorry. I was tripping and that was unfair of me."

Just then, Tyrone pulls up into the driveway. Shameeka goes to the door. Tyrone grabs her in a fierce bear hug and apologizes for being late.

"Shameeka, I am sorry I'm late but I had to file that legal brief tonight so we could go away for our three day weekend."

"Ty, I know. I was just tired of sitting here waiting for you. I need to go by my place and pack some bags. Where are we going anyway?"

"It was supposed to be a surprise, but I guess I might as well tell you. We are going to. . ."