Hip Hop Heat by Tricia Tucker

as the women climbed out of the car. "You didn't find anything then?"
    "Honestly, I was on the phone with you guys, and thinking about ROC, so my mind was all over the place. I say we go back over there before Nordstrom."
    "Okay, cool," Tina said.
    "So, you told us you got into your boy's ride, but where did you guys go?" Lisa asked.
    Unlike the first time she hooked up with MC ROC, Lalana wasn't in any hurry to spill the beans about their most recent encounter. What would she look like admitting she only sat in the car waiting for ROC to sign a few CDs, then gave him head while the driver tooled around the city before dropping her off at her car?
    "We just sat and talked," Lalana lied.
    "You did what?" Lisa asked. "What'd you mean you just talked ? Did he say why you hadn't heard from him? And why did you have to go wait for him in the car just so you two could talk ?"
    "So when he came back to the car, what did you guys talk about?" Tina asked. They'd made their way into the Coach store.
    "You like this one?" Lalana asked, ignoring the girls' questions and holding up a wallet.
    "Too gaudy for me," Lisa said. "So you are waiting for him in the car, he gets there, you two haven't seen each other in a while. What do you talk about, and where does he take you?"
    Lalana felt herself getting ready to lose it. She didn't want to talk about this anymore. She'd enlisted her friends' advice because she wanted to know how she should handle her dilemma.
    It was Tina who walked up, took the wallet from Lalana and said, "I don't get it." She placed the wallet back where it belonged and looked Lalana in the eyes.
    "Either you're not telling us the whole story, or something awful happened. Now, which is it? I remember when you got back from your weekend with him. We got all the damn business , I mean from the brown and pink color of his dick, to the mole on his inner thigh. Now you're sitting here acting like you have to choose your words carefully. I mean for Godssake, Lalana, you told us how you swallowed the man's sperm!"
    "Ssssssh!" Lalana admonished, glancing around the store.
    "Well, I didn't mean to go there, but you're trippin' and I don't understand why," Tina exclaimed.
    "Let's go get something to eat," Lalana pleaded.
    "Oookay," Lisa said.
    The three walked out of the store and down toward the other restaurants. Lalana decided to come clean.
    "Okay, there was something I didn't tell you guys," she began slowly. As they strolled over to the mall's food court, she gave full details about what happened in the car. She admitted she felt obligated to give him head because he had spoken so highly of her skills and told her he missed her. She didn't come right out and say he only admitted missing her blowjobs, but she told them enough so they could get the full picture.
    "So you mean to tell me after you gave him a blowjob he had his driver drop you back at your car? Just like that?" Lisa blurted out.
    "Yeah pretty much, but he did say he had a plane to catch and I think they were running late, so that's the reason we didn't hang," Lalana defended.
    "Oh, so what'd he say was the reason you two hadn't hooked back up again?" Tina asked enthusiastically.
    "Um, well..." before Lalana could finish, Lisa jumped in.
    "She probably didn't get to ask him anything like that. She just told us her mouth was full," Lisa quipped.
    Lalana was pissed, but she wasn't about to give Lisa the satisfaction of knowing she'd gotten under her skin.
    "Let's go to Maggiano's," Lisa suggested. "I wonder if they still serve that mushroom dish you like."
    "Yeah, that's cool," Lalana said.
    They walked the rest of the way in complete silence. While waiting for a table at the Italian restaurant, Lalana wondered what Lisa and Tina would say about her current dilemma.
    "Let's just sit at the bar," Tina suggested. "We can order from there. Besides; I want a mimosa."
    The bartender approached. "Will you ladies be needing a menu?"
    "Yes," Tina replied. "And I'd like a