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GREEN Chapter Two
Malik was in Kenya's office for twenty minutes before making his departure. Kenya made it up in her mind that she would get to know Malik on a personal level. Kenya lived a rather dull life until the point she decided to get involved with Malik. Kenya was a plain looking black woman who never had any real luck with men. The next day was Saturday so it was Kenya's day off. She spent most of her time paying bills and shopping. She pulled into the Emerald Lady parking lot got out of her 2003 BMW and went inside. Looking for something to make Malik notice her. She picked out a low cut v-neck red top, a black skirt that flattered her figure, and black knee high boots. Kenya paid $236 for the attention of a man. I must be crazy thought Kenya as she handed the cashier the money. Walking back through the Emerald Lady parking lot Kenya bumped into Nubia her one and only friend. Nubia was the owner of Hair City which Kenya was a faithful customer to. Nubia stood six feet, was dark as midnight, very beautiful, and had dreadlocks that were shoulder length. Nubia greeted Kenya with a hug. "How are you doing?" asked Nubia. "As fine as can be" answered Kenya. "Can I do a walk in today?" "Now Kenya you know you're my homegirl I'll look out for you. Just let me run in and grab a few things real quick". It didn't take Nubia no time to pick something out and pay for it. Kenya followed Nubia back to her hair salon. Nubia unlocked the doors to Hair City and had Kenya to take a seat. "So what's up?" asked Nubia. Kenya was glowing but Nubia didn't know why.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Brown Philosopher aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven
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