Larry's Girls

By Thomas Green

Larry's Girls is a tender, sweet, funny and sexy love story.

 

         On a hot Saturday evening, two young women entered Jason Benning College campus in search of basketball superstar Larry Graham. But Larry, busy with a different honey, forgot all about his two invited guests. So, by chance, what the young ladies found some fun with two regular college boys.

 

         Larry's Girls takes place in one night on a Black college campus.

 

For one girl:  It was love at first sight…

         When Kennita first looked into the eyes of Ryan; a quiet, good-looking college boy, she felt it! She wanted to know him, felt like they would be more than friends.

 

For her friend: It was lust at first sight…

         When Wanda took one look at Alvin, she knew she wanted that fine, tight-bodied young man to her rock her world in every way possible.

        

The fellas were just happy that these two sexy girls had fallen into their laps on what was going to be a boring weekend. The guys took full advantage and set out to enjoy their luck.

 

         In the end, everybody got what they wanted that night… except, of course, Larry.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Thomas Green
• Release date: Aug 21, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201267667

Book preview

"I ain’t really want them

skinny, ugly, snaggle-tooth, fake tricks anyway..."

-Larry

ONE.

Wanda Bell drove

through the quiet, wooded suburban area with Southern Rap music blaring from her car. A native of Georgia, she could handle riding around with the windows down in her Civic, letting the city know what kind of music she liked.

She stopped at a mid-sized ranch. She leaned on her weak horn. Then she dropped the mirror and checked her makeup.

Out of the house came her friend and co-worker, Kennita Jones.

You know my mother hates when you do that, Kennita whined.

Wanda pushed back up her visor and mashed her lips together to get them both moist from the gloss. She said, Do what, now?

Blow for me like you my pimp.

Shit, today, I might be. For real.

Funny.

Is your momma home?

No, Kennita said as she crossed the car and got in the passenger’s side.

Then she’ll be alright with me blowing the horn right now.

They rode out in a rush.

Her friend was ready, Kennita thought, rocking the right uniform for the kind of guy Larry was. Wanda was draped in a pair of Red Monkey denim capris pants that looked painted on, a silver and black silk Prada blouse and a pair of black Gucci flats showed off her pedicured and pampered feet.

Wanda took a quick second to check out what her friend had on. Kennita wore a short, colorful, babydoll type of sundress with gladiator-type heeled sandals. Kennita was just plain old fine, Wanda marveled, because that outfit was corny, yet her curvy legs, pretty feet and sweet C cup of breasts made it an attractive outfit.

Kennita was quiet, looking out at the houses and trees as they went.

That worried Wanda, hoping her friend is not sad. Wanda asked, You alright?

Kennita sighed, I’m cool.

Good, because this day is all about fun, remember that.

I do.

It's Friday, we are off together for the first time. Shit, let's have some fun. The kind of fun where dudes take us out like they love us, show us a good time and whatever happens, happens.

I don't know if I am down for all that. I mean, didn’t Chris Tucker say damn near t he same thing and their Friday ended up being drama filled?

Okay. I feel you on that. But do me a favor. You know I love you like a play step sister, but damn, just be down for having a good time. Do me that solid?

Kennita sighed. I want a boyfriend, a guy to hang out with, but not like this.

"Like this? Please. What you talking about? A hook up is the best way. Larry, his fine ass, he's got some fine teammates, youngin’s he hang with. He'll do you right.

This is all about fun. We need to have some.

Kennita shifted to lean on the door and decided to not even consider what the night would behold. Fun was all she hoped for.

Wanda added, "Mr. Right doesn't know your address. He ain't going to walk up to your door selling carpet cleaner. He is out there. You got to go out to at least have him see you. It's Friday night, we are off together for the first time. Shit, let's have some fun. The kinda of fun where dudes take us out like they love us, show us a good time and whatever happens, happens.

I don't know if I am down for all that. But we’ll see.

Okay. I feel you on that. But do me a favor. You know I love you like a play sister, but damn, just be down for having a good time. Do me that?

Kennita nodded, and the nshe sighed and settled into her seat.

The pretty ladies were on their way to meet up with an Atlanta celebrity. They were to enjoy dinner and clubbing with college basketball superstar, Larry Graham. Wanda had lucked up and caught his eye and now they were set to spend a Friday with him. A night like that could lead to many things...Wanda hoped she would have a new friend with benefits and she had Kennita believing she would meet a nice guy through Larry, or just have a good time. Either way, Wanda told her, she needed this date to get out of the house and have some fun.

And also, the night wasn’t going to cost them nothing but their presence at a famous dude’s side.

Larry Graham was the man in Atlanta.

With his skills on the basketball court, Larry could have easily been the next Lebron James; he had damn near the same 6-foot-8 chiseled frame and ball handling skills and he was that good in high school. But thanks to the NCAA and the National Basketball Association changing the regulations, only a player with at least a year of college experience could enter the NBA’s draft.

The only reason he was at tiny Jason Benning College in Atlanta, a Black college known for producing entertainers, fashion designers, doctors and lawyers, was because he could barely read; but nobody was supposed to know that outside of the educational circles. There hadn’t been a Black college player to get his kind of attention in years. He single handedly took JBC to the NCAA tournament, their first time a part of March Madness since the 70s. But he and his undersized, lacking talent teammates got blown out in the first round. It was the first time he had ever lost a game by 30 or more points, Larry told reporters.

He was now a 20 year old, through with his freshman year, ready to ditch college for the NBA’s draft in June. He was going to be a top pick, and huge stacks of money were coming his way.

So what else was there to do for a young man through with campus life and about to be rich?

Have fun, was Larry’s answer...actually that was his plan for his entire time in college off the court all year. And that was all he was doing when he met the two sexy girls in a mall on the east side of Atlanta.

Ordinarily, Larry wouldn’t hook up with some chicks and have them meet him on a Friday night. Fridays on campus were wild, there was always a party, and always a good chance to get with a few sexy honeys afterwards.

But when he met the two fine young ladies working in the mall, he had to get with them the best way he could-even though he well understood that one of them hated his guts. It was the challenge that had him considering giving up a Friday night, the chance to defy the odds and get both of them young thangs into his Super King-sized bed. The one that liked him was a golddigger, he was sure, and thus once he got in good with her, he’d get the other one. Besides, she might hate him but she had to love money, he was sure.

So the superstar’s plan was to take them honeys to Justin’s, let them star gaze, let them see how he is loved out there in the world. All the while dropping a load of cash on them and by the end of the night, they would both be loving him and he would be fucking them.

TWO.

It was early

May, finals time, on the campus of Jason Benning College when Larry and them pretty girls were supposed to hook up.

Larry told them to meet him in front of the school’s academic center named after Jimmie Walker of Good Times fame. JJ had made a generous donation at the height of his fame, even though he had left high school in the Bronx for Hollywood before he got his diploma. They were supposed to meet at six and him and a male friend of his choice would take the girls off campus for dinner and clubbin’. The plan was for the girls to leave their car parked at the Walker Center because they were going to end up back there-finishing their night off in Larry’s luxurious dorm room.

It was just past six o’clock when the Wanda bumped her car onto the campus and it was still sunny and warm outside. The unforgiving Georgia sun and humidity seemed to strengthen as the evening came.

This is it, Wanda announced, corny ass JBC.

Kennita was hating this trip more and more, but when she stepped out of the car she couldn’t help but notice through the warmth how charming and inviting the quaint college campus was. They were surrounded by the school, the parking lot off