Post by aDRUfan4LiFe on Oct 26, 2003 18:17:53 GMT -4
Sisqo was the first one to get mobbed. His little body couldn’t take all the hugs that the fans were trying to give him. No security was around, so the fellas tried to pull him away. But while they were pulling him away, Nokio got mobbed.
“This is a big mess!” Khori thought to herself as she pulled out pen and paper from her purse and took a seat in the lobby, away from the mob, and recorded some of her observations.
Hotel security, as well as a few police officers had to step in to take control of the situation.
“Poor Sisqo!” She thought to herself. He slowly got off the floor, noticibly in pain. He was holding his lower back with a painful look on his face. Also he had a couple of lipstick kisses of all different shades on his face. Nokio, who also had some lipstick kisses on his face, emerged unharmed from the incident. Jazz, Woody and Scola got some hugs from some of the other females, but they weren’t mobbed.
After the group of females were settled down, in an orderly manner they talked to them and they handled it nicely. Even Sisqo, who was noticibly hurting, talked with them for a while. They also talked to a couple of the females that they apparently were their friends, and they were dressed appropiately, noted Khori.
As they headed to the elevators, Khori made her way over to them.
“Where were you when we needed you?” Woody joked.
“Yeah! I got my butt tossed to and fro out there!” Sisqo joked. But he still had that hurting look in his face.
“That’s not in my job description!” Khori smiled.
As they headed on the elevator, Khori was still looking at Sisqo. He looked like he was really in pain. If he didn’t get better in by the morning, she was going to do something to help him.
“We still on for tomorrow morning?” Sisqo asked Khori after he grabbed his back as the pain shot through.
It was his time to get interviewed. “Yeah, I hope you feel better, cause I’m a come knockin’at around nine o’clock.” Khori said.
“OK.” He barely spoke as he went in his room.
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The next morning, at around 9:15, Khori knocked on Sisqo’s hotel room door. He answered the door with a sleepy look in his eyes.
“Did you get any sleep?” Khori asked.
“No, my back is killing me!”
“Alright, lay down.” Khori said as she took him by his arm and led him to the bed.
“Huh?” Sisqo asked with a stunned look on his face.
“Grab some pillows and a sheet and I’ll lay it on the floor. You lay down on your stomach for me.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Just lay down! I ain’t gonna molest you or anything!”
“That’ll be alright if you want to!” Sisqo joked.
“Nah, that’s not my thang! Show me where it hurts.”
When he laid down, Khori glided her hands on Sisqo’s lower back. He moaned when she hit his sore spot.
“I guess that’s the place!”
“Ummm hmmm.” Sisqo mumbled into the pillow. He started to relax as Khori started to massage the part of his back that was sore.
“How do you feel?”
“Greeeeeaat! You got skills! Where did you get that from?”
“My old boyfriend. He used to play semi-pro football. I used to give him massages all the time. He had slight muscle problems in his back. It was sore a lot. I used to hook him up.”
“I don’t know why he ain’t with ya now! This makes a brotha wanna pay or fall in love, or something like that!”
“Remember this is strictly theuraptic, nothing more.”
“I’ll take it anyway I can!”
After about ten minutes, Khori’s hands were getting a little tired. She hadn’t given anyone a massage in over four years. She stopped and she tapped Sisqo on his shoulder to wake him up.
“I’m finished.” Khori said.
“Whaaaat? Sisqo said as he woke up with a start, stretched and then yawned.
“How do you feel?”
He sat up and twisted his upper body from side to side. “I’m still a little sore, but I can function now!” He said as he stood up and started walking around.
Khori was observing him and said to herself, “I still have the magic touch!”
Sisqo thanked Khori by giving her a comforting hug.
“Thank you boo!”
“No problem. I don’t like to see anybody in pain, if I can help it! Now, let’s get this interview out the way.”
“Word.”
During the interview, Sisqo was giving Khori some seductive looks and he threw a few flirts her way. He answered the questions, but she started to regret the fact that she gave him that massage.
She was slightly relieved when his cell phone rang, he started to stare at her and she started feeling uncomfortable. He grabbed his phone off of a nearby dresser, but he didn’t answer it in time. The tone signaled for a message. He checked the message and was instantly upset.
“No that negro didn’t tell somebody that he was leaving the group. It’s all over the media!”
“What?” Khori asked, knowing very well what he was talking about.
“Nokio done told somebody he wants out of Dru Hill.” Sisqo said with anger his face and sadness in his eyes.
“Oh, wow!?” Khori said.
Sisqo took a few deep breaths and said, “I’m going to give that negro a piece of my mind!”
“There’s gotta be a reason why he wants to leave.” Khori said.
“Nokio’s got issues, he’s selfish. Lately his been a little too himself. When we confront him, he gets defensive. He has mentioned it in anger, but he has never came out and said it to us.”
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
“This is a big mess!” Khori thought to herself as she pulled out pen and paper from her purse and took a seat in the lobby, away from the mob, and recorded some of her observations.
Hotel security, as well as a few police officers had to step in to take control of the situation.
“Poor Sisqo!” She thought to herself. He slowly got off the floor, noticibly in pain. He was holding his lower back with a painful look on his face. Also he had a couple of lipstick kisses of all different shades on his face. Nokio, who also had some lipstick kisses on his face, emerged unharmed from the incident. Jazz, Woody and Scola got some hugs from some of the other females, but they weren’t mobbed.
After the group of females were settled down, in an orderly manner they talked to them and they handled it nicely. Even Sisqo, who was noticibly hurting, talked with them for a while. They also talked to a couple of the females that they apparently were their friends, and they were dressed appropiately, noted Khori.
As they headed to the elevators, Khori made her way over to them.
“Where were you when we needed you?” Woody joked.
“Yeah! I got my butt tossed to and fro out there!” Sisqo joked. But he still had that hurting look in his face.
“That’s not in my job description!” Khori smiled.
As they headed on the elevator, Khori was still looking at Sisqo. He looked like he was really in pain. If he didn’t get better in by the morning, she was going to do something to help him.
“We still on for tomorrow morning?” Sisqo asked Khori after he grabbed his back as the pain shot through.
It was his time to get interviewed. “Yeah, I hope you feel better, cause I’m a come knockin’at around nine o’clock.” Khori said.
“OK.” He barely spoke as he went in his room.
__________________________________________
The next morning, at around 9:15, Khori knocked on Sisqo’s hotel room door. He answered the door with a sleepy look in his eyes.
“Did you get any sleep?” Khori asked.
“No, my back is killing me!”
“Alright, lay down.” Khori said as she took him by his arm and led him to the bed.
“Huh?” Sisqo asked with a stunned look on his face.
“Grab some pillows and a sheet and I’ll lay it on the floor. You lay down on your stomach for me.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Just lay down! I ain’t gonna molest you or anything!”
“That’ll be alright if you want to!” Sisqo joked.
“Nah, that’s not my thang! Show me where it hurts.”
When he laid down, Khori glided her hands on Sisqo’s lower back. He moaned when she hit his sore spot.
“I guess that’s the place!”
“Ummm hmmm.” Sisqo mumbled into the pillow. He started to relax as Khori started to massage the part of his back that was sore.
“How do you feel?”
“Greeeeeaat! You got skills! Where did you get that from?”
“My old boyfriend. He used to play semi-pro football. I used to give him massages all the time. He had slight muscle problems in his back. It was sore a lot. I used to hook him up.”
“I don’t know why he ain’t with ya now! This makes a brotha wanna pay or fall in love, or something like that!”
“Remember this is strictly theuraptic, nothing more.”
“I’ll take it anyway I can!”
After about ten minutes, Khori’s hands were getting a little tired. She hadn’t given anyone a massage in over four years. She stopped and she tapped Sisqo on his shoulder to wake him up.
“I’m finished.” Khori said.
“Whaaaat? Sisqo said as he woke up with a start, stretched and then yawned.
“How do you feel?”
He sat up and twisted his upper body from side to side. “I’m still a little sore, but I can function now!” He said as he stood up and started walking around.
Khori was observing him and said to herself, “I still have the magic touch!”
Sisqo thanked Khori by giving her a comforting hug.
“Thank you boo!”
“No problem. I don’t like to see anybody in pain, if I can help it! Now, let’s get this interview out the way.”
“Word.”
During the interview, Sisqo was giving Khori some seductive looks and he threw a few flirts her way. He answered the questions, but she started to regret the fact that she gave him that massage.
She was slightly relieved when his cell phone rang, he started to stare at her and she started feeling uncomfortable. He grabbed his phone off of a nearby dresser, but he didn’t answer it in time. The tone signaled for a message. He checked the message and was instantly upset.
“No that negro didn’t tell somebody that he was leaving the group. It’s all over the media!”
“What?” Khori asked, knowing very well what he was talking about.
“Nokio done told somebody he wants out of Dru Hill.” Sisqo said with anger his face and sadness in his eyes.
“Oh, wow!?” Khori said.
Sisqo took a few deep breaths and said, “I’m going to give that negro a piece of my mind!”
“There’s gotta be a reason why he wants to leave.” Khori said.
“Nokio’s got issues, he’s selfish. Lately his been a little too himself. When we confront him, he gets defensive. He has mentioned it in anger, but he has never came out and said it to us.”
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
I'm ready to know what's gonna happen next! ;D
