CoCo butter Down Your Body

So I was minding my business. Trying to make a few dollars. I’m at the stop light waiting to cross. I look to left, and there is this fine lady walking up the stairs off the subway. I’m talking brown sugar complexion, w/ the faux locs going down the back, and breast area were moisturized by best lotion she could find at a Bed, Bath, and Beyond. She did have a mask on; so I did not know if she was pretty but she was fine. She could of been the leader of the Temptations the way my mind was running away with me. She catches my eyes admiring her. So she come stand by me so she too can cross the street. She took off her mask and she was pretty. I want to say something now because she got my attention. So the first thing I tell this chick is, “Do you need me to massage coco butter down your body?” WHAT THE FUCK! I could not think of no better line so that is the line I choose. She heard me. She gave a look like what did this motherfucker just say. She tells me, “Say that again.” I knew I messed up so I tell her, “Why would you want me to repeat that again.” She says, “Your right.” It’s time to cross and I decide to flee the scene. Didn’t want to be rude or disrespectful to this lady

By The Mystery Humorist

Another black man with a few mystery novels and screenplay ideas.