One Friday found Annie, PeShawn and I over at Rita's apartment just hanging out. Rita, being the great hostess that she is, cooked us up a batch of egg rolls. We also ended up watching one of Chris Rock's shows on DVD, watching a Newlyweds marathon, and flipping through Rita's photo albums trying to find me a girlfriend. No luck on that last one but I did get to see in pictures, Rita's progression through her "awkward" years.
But before we got to most of that stuff and while we were still munching on egg rolls, Rita was flipping through the channels on the tv and stopped on what she would later call the "wrestling" and "monster truck racing" channel. What we saw instead was a shot of a woman's legs, panning slowly up to her black laced panties, up to her bare midriff, and then up to her bare chest as it became apparent that she was self-pleasuring herself. I thought it was clear what we were watching to begin with but it was only after the sight of breasts that Rita semi-quickly changed the channel.
Not so funny if not for the fact that I keep giving her a hard time for it and constantly asking when she's serving her famous egg rolls and porn again.
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