Gwen's POV
I shrugged my shoulders and grabbed a fork from the drawer before sitting down between the boys. "You know now that I think about it. I don't remember ever seein' granddad with a woman. There was a time, when I was three, when I thought he was gay. But now I just think its bad luck." Huey spoke breaking the silence. "Well I don't see what the big deal is with hoes anyway." Riley spoke next.
"Riley, all women are not hoes." Huey thought for a second before continuing. Choose your words carefully dude. "We're talking 20-25% tops." "Ok, then if they not all hoes why I got to pay to take them out ta eat then? I'm payin'. That's payment." I was about to speak up but Huey cut me off. "I don't know. That's just what you do. You meet a girl, you take her out to eat, but you're not payin' the girl, you're payin' the restaurant."
"Actually, the tradition stems from a time when women weren't allowed to have money, or even jobs. Therefore in order for a guy to take a woman out to eat he would have to pay. In today's society it's more so a means to impress the girl or be polite." I spoke up. "But I'm payin'. Which makes her a hoe. Why don't I just give her the money I was gon pay on dinner and that hoe and go grocery shoppin'." I was speechless; how can someone be so stupid?
After we ate we all went into the living room and sat down to watch some TV. Riley sat on the right, Huey on the left, and I sat on the armrest next to Huey. "That's how it starts you know? Takin' Bitches out to eat, meals and what not. Next thing you know, you wake up in rest haven for hoes. A sanctuary for scandalous skeezers and stunts." Oh great he was starting again. "You're jumping to conclusions. It's just a date." Huey spoke up but Riley was gonna continue voicing his idiocies; I guess I should stop him.
I hopped off the couch and walked behind where Riley was sitting. "What if he marries her? What if we end up with a hoe for a grandma?" I hopped my torso over the back of the couch and pulled his hoody over his head, tightening it so it closed around his face; that should shut him up for a bit. "Ah! What the hell, you little bitch." He yelled at me. "You really need to stop talkin'. You sounded like an idiot." I spoke calmly walking back to my previous spot on the couch.
Just then the door opened and the 'couple' walked into the house. "This is your home?! It's beautiful!" she spoke. "Hey kids." She jumped over the couch to sit between the boys before speaking again. "I love this place! I never want to leave. Got anything to eat?" She got up off the couch straightening her way too short dress out. Didn't you just eat at red lobster? What do you got in your stomach a black hole? She ended up spending the night at the house, in Mr. Freeman's room; Needless to say I tried to tune them out.