All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume I (83 page)

"I'm
an
African
Queen.
 
Who
are
you
suppose
to
be?"

"Tonight
I'm
a
King.
 
I'm
about
to
be
African
King
Dingaling
to
some
very
lucky
lady."
 
He
laughed.

"So,
I
guess
you're
a
full
service
hoe,
I
meant
slave
too."

"Hey,
I'll
do
almost
anything
for
charity,
besides
my
dates
always
end
with
a
Happy
Ending
Teddy
Bear
Sundae.
 
It's
Friday
night
and
I
plan
to
get
some
yum-
yum.
 
There's
no
shame
to
my
damn
game."

"You
can't
even
spell
shame,
you're
so
scandalous."
 
Jade
murmured.

"So
Jade,
I
see
you're
a
bed
wench,
again."
 
Teddy
joked.

"Fuck
you,
Mandingo
male
whore."
 
She
retaliated.

"We
both
know
that,
that's
never
going
to
happen."
 
He
countered.

"Hey,
hey,
hey!"
Queen
interrupted.
 
"Play
nice."

"Teddy's
always
starting
some
bullshit."

"So
where's
Dorian,
Ms.
Kissie?"
 
Teddy
asked
as
he
continued
to
push
Jade's
buttons.

"I
don't
know,
you
tell
me,
Chicken
Shit
George."

"Will
you
two
please
stop?
Leave
her
alone
Bear."
 
Queen
begged.
 
"From
the
looks
of
things,
Dorian
better
be
at
the
bank.
 
These
guys
are
counting
their
change
to
bed
this
wench,"
Queen
laughed.

"I
have
been
known
to
do
something
strange
for
some
change,"
Jade
joked
as
she
continued
to
flirt
with
her
fan
club.

"Mye
Queen,
you're
looking
so
fucking
hot,
if
I
wasn't
a
slave
I
would
empty
my
trust
account
just
to
buy
you."
 
Teddy
teased
as
he
assessed
Queen's
many
attributes.

"Why?
 
You'd
just
spend
four
hours
bitching
about
me
marrying
Logic."
 
Queen
laughed.

"The
hell
I
would.
 
Not
tonight.
 
Fuck
Logic,
I'd
wear
that
ass
the
fuck
out."
 
Teddy
mumbled
beneath
his
breath.
 
"I'll
be
back
in
a
second."

Unbeknown
to
Queen,
she
was
quickly
cultivating
her
own
cult
following.
 
Apparently
a
group
of
guys
from
a
neighboring
college
had
stopped
by
for
the
festivities
and
had
become
captivated
by
Queen.
 
Understandably
so,
because
Jade
had
transformed
Queen
into
a
beautiful
vision
of
African
royalty.
 
Her
hair
was
meticulously
curled
and
teased
to
give
the
illusion
of
a
gigantic
lion's
mane.
 
Adorned
with
African
jewels,
beads
and
bangles
and
dressed
in
a
gold
deep
cut
halter
top
and
a
shamelessly
short
mini
skirt
she
was
a
hypnotic
vision
of
power,
strength,
beauty
and
sexuality.

"Hey
legs.
 
Let
me
holla
at
you
for
a
second."
 
One
of
the
guys
pleaded.

Queen
and
Jade
looked
around
to
see
who
he
was
talking
to.
 
They
saw
no
one
else
around.
 
Since
Jade
is
five
foot
nothing
they
quickly
realized
that
he
was
talking
to
Queen.
 
Queen,
who
was
by
no
means
interested,
pretended
that
she
didn't
hear
him.

"Hey
Shorty,
tell
your
girl,
Goddess
Aphrodite,
I
wanna
holla
at
her
before
the
auction."
 
He
replied
as
he
caught
Jade's
attention.

"Queen
of
Sheba,
you
have
admirers."
 
Jade
announced
as
she
nudged
Queen
who
was
scanning
the
growing
crowd
for
Logic.

"Don't
even
start.
 
You
know
fucking
better."

"Just
say
hi
or
wave
or
something.
 
You
can't
just
ignore
them.
 
They'll
never
go
away."

"You're
right."
 
Queen
smiles
and
politely
waves
hello
before
continuing
her
search
for
Logic.
 
"Have
you
seen
Logic?
 
He's
six
foot
two,
how
the
hell
can
he
hide
in
a
crowd
of
mostly
women?"

"I
don't
know
but
here
comes
some
of
your
royal
subjects."

"What?"
 
Queen
asked
as
she
looked
back
to
find
the
group
of
guys
drawing
near.
 
"Shit,
here
we
go."

"Hi,
beautiful.
 
What's
your
name?"
 
One
of
them
asked
as
he
licked
his
lips
and
mentally
molested
Queen.

"Hi,
I'm
Queen
and
this
is
Jade."

"Well
I'm
Damian,
and
this
is
Kevin,
Will
and
Stacey."

"Nice
to
meet
you,"
Jade
replied.

"Hi
guys."
 
Queen
mumbled.

"You
two
are
the
finest
B's
on
this
whole
damn
campus.
 
So
we
were
talking
and
we
thought
that
the
four
of
us
would
pool
all
of
our
resources
together
and
buy
the
two
of
you.
 
Maybe,
take
you
ladies
out
and
have
some
fun."