The Lime

Oh fuck, answer the phone Kerry. “Yo, what yuh saying, let’s make an Upper Level, about seven…. Yeah, cool, pick you up soon. Later.”

Alright, we on a Friday night lime. Wife in Martinique. What to put on. Look casual, it’s Friday. Levi’s, not the black pants; Wendell shoes. Right. Looking hot. Little Xeris, smelling good. “Auntie, Ah taking the car, going… ahm, a little after work lime with Kerry.”

“Just remember the car have no gas.”

“Yeah. Ah gone.”

“Beep beep. Kerry, where yuh, boy. Ah, here comes the giggling fool now. “Right, leh we go.”

Ah, it not looking so crowded. Look the bald head thing. “Hi, how yuh going.”

“Fine. How many with you?”

“Just this guy.”

“OK, go ahead nah.”

“Thanks. Talk to you later.”

“Wonder if the modelling gone already.”

“Nah, like it now going to start.”

“Good timing.”

“She looking alright.”

“Too skinny.”

“Look Abigail. Gawd.”

“Thought she stop modelling?”

“Look like she start back.”

“Look good.”

“Used to look better.”

“Ah boy, that look like Ms Crooks. Ymmm, looking good. Oh gawd, that’s the man she liming with? Good looking, bad taste.”

Ah, Ms Crooks again. Everybody really passing this spot. “Kerry, some hard looking babes, huh.”

“Yeah, I see this girl, skin looking smooth and firm…”

“Talk about smooth and firm, what you think of this babe?”

“Yeah, that looking good…”

“Ms Crooks, how are you?”

“Fine.”

“Didn’t expect to see you here.”

“I come here most Fridays.”

“Hmm, that good.”

“OK.”

“OK, see you later.”

Nice babe. Ah, look, what’s that girl’s name? Oh shit, I forget; no, I don’t know her name. “Kerry, want anything? Going by the bar… Hi, how you going. You know, I have seen you around alot, but I don’t know your name.” Rose. That’s a bad name. Rose. Looking alright. Little butt. Not bad. Not bad.

The boogy going good, yes DJ, hot, hot, hot. Look at that bad thing getting on. Oh butterfly gyul, yes, x rated. Yes boy, I am a slacker. Shit. Ten o’clock. Time to bust it. “Bye, love.”

“Oh, bye.”

“Check you later… Kerry, that was hot; nice groove.”

“Nice babes; the models wasn’t bad.”

“Catch you later. Maybe next week.”

“Maybe.”

Chris Gill