Author: Moon Roses or Moony
Rating: R for language
Disclaimer: Don't own anything. Baby Got Back belongs to Sir Mix A-lot.
Feedback: Not necessary but greatly appreciated.
Recap: Letty walked down the porch steps touching fists with Leon, Vince, and then Jesse. "We'll meet ya'll there," she grinned. The next moment Vince had turned away and she grabbed hold of his boxers and yanked as hard as she could. He howled in pain again as Shorty almost collapsed in laughter. Streaking across the lawn Letty jumped into the car and slammed the door as Shorty smirked obnoxiously at Vince. Dom was laughing as Vince swore up a storm, unplugging his ass and promising revenge on both Letty and Shorty. Leon and Jesse held each other up as they laughed at Vince's expense. Kissing the air before she wiggled her fingers at Vince she slid in her car and drove away.

Chapter Seven

"So, what did you do to Vince to piss him off like that?" Mia laughed when they stepped from Shorty's car and made their way up the path to the front door.

"I gave him a wet willy. Letty added a wedgie for good measure."

"Why'd you do that?"

Swinging the door open she grinned at Mia. "Cause that fool forgot to tell me we were all goin' out." Shutting the door behind Letty she could hear the guys fooling around in the kitchen. Leading them in that direction they were greeted by smoky air and a distinct aroma. "So, you gonna share or what?"

"What's shaking Shorty? What you doing home? I thought you were chillin' with Vince tonight?" Hector asked as he passed her the joint.

Taking a long drag, she inhaled deeply and passed the joint to Letty. "Turns out we're hittin' the same club you're going to tonight. Euphoria, right? Just came home to change and we're hoping to catch a ride with Beto." Harsh coughs rose from behind her and she turned to find Mia almost hurling a lung onto the floor. She pushed the joint into Shorty's hand and continued coughing, a hand covering her mouth protectively.

She doubled over and coughed a few more times before grabbing the joint from Letty and taking another drag. "Dom's gonna be all over you girl," Letty laughed at Shorty. "This one ain't never smoked before."

Shorty groaned and tugged the joint from Mia's fingers "I better take that. Dom's already got a problem with me." She took another long drag before handing it back to the boys. "You're gonna be cooked."

"Yup," Mia quipped smiling.

Turning Mia towards the basement door she steered her to it and smiled at her team. "We'll be right back. Just gotta throw on some fresh threads and we can roll." They nodded at her and sparked another joint while Letty smuggled another one off the table and stuck it behind her ear. Pushing the door open Mia collapsed on the unmade bed immediately and kept herself amused by watching the blue lava lamp.

Crossing to her closet Shorty pulled off her jeans and Yankees jersey and tossed them into the hamper. She slipped a short low-rise jean skirt onto her hips and threw on a black wife beater. Sliding a lacy black leg garter onto her thigh she tucked a few bills into it. Lacing up her black shit stompers, she waved a hand in Mia's face. Brushing her fingers through her hair she said "Done girl, let's roll."

Both Letty and Mia seemed to be shocked it had taken her less than two minutes to get ready. Letty was clad in low-rise black leather pants with a red corset and her signature flame boots. Mia was in a pair of tight white jeans, black spaghetti strap tank top with black heels. Maybe she was low maintenance but she felt comfortable. "What's with the garter?" Mia asked as the three of them jogged up the stairs.

"Effect. Drives men wild, beside's I gotta put my cash somewhere," she shrugged. Hugging Beto from behind she glanced at the table. "Let's bounce?" The team split up and Shorty pushed the passenger seat forward in Beto's car so Mia and Letty could climb in the back.

Flipping through the radio she sang along as horribly as even. "Beto man? You get sucked into safety tonight?" Letty spoke up from the backseat.

"You know it," he answered Letty and groaned when he heard Shorty find a song she recognized on the radio. Groaning to himself he glanced in the rear view mirror at Letty and Mia. "Prepare yourselves, her singing is sickening." Shorty turned the volume up and rubbed her hands down her thighs. Turning her head to Beto she opened her mouth and let loose her best valley girl voice.

Oh, my, god. Becky, look at her butt.
It is so big.
She looks like, one of those rap guys' girlfriends.
But, y'know, who understands those rap guys?
They only talk to her, because, she looks like a total prostitute, okay?
I mean, her butt, its just so big. I can't believe it's just so round, and, out there.
I mean gross.
Look!
She's just so...blah!

Letty and Mia laughed as she sang along. When she imitated a sprinkler, she leaned over the small space and planted a wet kiss on Beto's cheek. Turning the volume down Beto shook his head. "I ain't deaf, and I can't take anymore."

Shorty laughed and sat back in her seat, staring out the window as the scenery blurred past. She was excited. She had not gone out dancing since she left New York and she silently wondered if maybe she was experiencing dance withdrawal. It was so different here in L.A. Back in New York her boys would go out two or three times a week to dance. Tonight was going to be interesting to say the least. She had never once gone to a club with a female. The only girls she had ever really spent time with were Letty and Mia. Was there any weird code she was supposed to know about for tonight?

When they reached the club the four of them joined the rest of the team in the parking lot. Hopping onto Hector's back she was carried to the club doors, where a long line awaited them. "There's the boys cars. They must already be in the club," Mia remarked as she looked at the cars parked side by side a few meters from the entrance.

"Shit. This line is huge! How long we gotta wait you think?" questioned Letty.

"Not long chica. We got VIP," Hector stopped at the doors and touched fists with the bouncer. "S'up Paco?"

"Nada," he replied and touched fists with Hector. "S'up Miss Shorty?" he inquired.

"Nada."

Unhooking the velvet rope he let them into the club and crossed their names off the VIP list. The music was blaring and the club was bouncing when they walked in. It was crowded and a few sleazy women walked past, admiring her team freely. Those skanks had no idea what they were getting themselves into. Her boys would chew them up and spit them out. She grinned as they split up and hurried after a piece of ass. Grabbing Letty and Mia's arms she dragged them to the bar and bought a round of Jack Daniels. "What shall we drink to?" Shorty asked as they held their shot glasses up.

"To Mia gettin' cooked!" laughed Letty. Mia giggled with them as the clinked glasses and took their shots. "Let's find the boys," she shouted over the music and searched the crowded bar. Much easier said than done.

"I'm gonna dance first, then I'll come find you," Shorty answered. She squeezed through the crowd until she was on the edge of the dance floor. Looking over the club she saw Mia and Letty making their way slowly towards the table Dom and the others sat at. She smirked when she saw Mia bobbing on her feet before throwing her arms around his neck. Yeah. She was in trouble, because Dom looked Mia over and then to a laughing Letty. His face clouded and his head darted around trying to locate someone. She knew that someone was her so she faded into the dancing bodies and hoped Hector would have to take the heat for this one. However, instead of fretting over it she began to sway with the crowd.

Noticing a gorgeous Hispanic man checking her out, she sauntered past him and made sure to catch his eye on the way to the dance floor. She knew he would follow; it was just a matter of time. She found an empty space and moved her body to the beat seductively, drawing him in. Right away she felt hands snake around her waist to rest on her hips and the Hispanic man pulled her hard against him. He held her there tightly and they moved as one. Leaning down he put his lips against her ear "Marco," he whispered.

Shorty nodded and turned around in his arms, placing her hands on his chest. Standing on her tiptoes she told him her name and placed an arm over his shoulder and stepped closer to him until she had one of his legs between hers. He slid his hands down lower and they continued their erotic dance. When the song ended she pulled away from him, smiled and thanked him for the dance. He grinned in return and went back to his table where a woman was shooting nasty looks at her.

Shorty waved at her before pushing through the crowd. When she emerged next to the teams table she found Dom giving Hector hell. She was in the clear tonight. "What's going on guys?" she asked. Leon and Jesse grinned at her, while Dom continued to yell at Hector.

"Nothin' girl," Jesse said and he whistled slowly. "Damn! You look hot! I didn't think you actually had legs!"

Shorty shrugged slightly, "How you livin', V?" He glanced at her, or rather through her. Oh yeah. He was mad. He was ignoring her and pretending she was nowhere in his line of sight. How mature. Well, she was not going to let him stay mad. She was here to have fun and she was not going to apologize for Letty giving him a wedgie. Granted that had to do something to a man's psyche. Maybe she should apologize. She was the one who gave Letty the idea in the first place, right? Sucking up her pride she bit him gently on the cheek, whispered "Sorry" in his ear and grabbed hold of his hand. "Dance with me Ol' Coyote?" she said as she pulled him onto the dance floor.

Soon after Letty and Mia joined them and when the four of them returned to the table an hour later they were sweaty and ready for a round of shots. Reaching down Shorty pulled some bills out of her garter, much to Jesse's approval. Mia noticed this and laughed. "Effect eh? Sure it wasn't to get guys attention?"

"That too." Calling a waitress over to her table, she ordered a round of drinks for everyone. Standing between Vince's legs she leaned into him and listened to the boys chatting about intake systems. When the waitress turned away from the bar she was carrying a tray with both hands carefully. Helping the waitress to set the cups down she turned and ushered everyone to the table. Handing the glasses around they groaned inwardly.

"Shit girl. I hate these," Jesse groaned as he sat on a barstool. "Let's get this over with."

Leaning over his drink he was ready to take it when Shorty caught a handful of hair and pulled his head away from the drink. "That ain't right Jess. It's rude to take your shot without the rest of us," she joked.

Jesse blushed as people in the bar glanced over with interest at the shots surrounding the table. Both her team and the Toretto team crowded around the table and leaned over the shots. Martini glasses swam with whipped cream, completely shrouding the shot of Kahlua she knew was amongst the white fluff. As one the teams fished around their glasses until one by one they all latched onto the shot glass and threw their heads back, swallowing the contents.

Napkins were passed around the table while everyone licked the area around their mouths trying to clear away the sticky remnants. With a wicked grin Letty lunged towards Dom and took his mouth in hers, clearing away the remaining whipped cream. Mia squealed in disgust as Letty stepped back satisfied while Dom returned his unused napkin to the table. Shaking her head in mirth Shorty glanced to Leon and found his face covered in the cream. "You're a missy lil' fuck ain't you?" she giggled as he wiped his face clean.

"Sure am," he grinned and sat down next to Dom and Mia.

"Jess? You ready for me yet?" Letty asked to which Jesse shrunk back. "I believe your ass owes me a dance," she grabbed hold of his arm and pulled him out onto the dance floor.

Not about to watch the fun Shorty chased after them but stopped and walked back. Taking Leon's hand she pulled him out to the dance floor with her and quickly found the area Jesse and Letty were dancing. Jesse was a hell of a dancer and Shorty was a tad smitten with the boy as he swung her around. The two were really drawing attention and people moved out of the way to give them room to move. Shorty got in the mix, dancing beside them and laughing when Letty rode Jesse's leg.

Shorty felt Leon's hands slid onto her waist and down to rest low on her hips. He pulled her against him so her back rested against his front and she could feel his hot breath on her neck. She grinned, and backed up closer into him and moved her hips slowly against him. She heard his laugh and felt him grinding against her, playing with her like she was playing with him. A game of cat and mouse.

When the lights came up a few songs later they split up and walked back to the table together. "You know you can really dance girl," Leon said, breaking the silence that had settled between them.

"I know. I'm Latina, homes. We're born with rhythm," she laughed sitting beside him and waiting for Letty and Jesse to realize they were the only ones still dancing. Dom was watching with an amused smile on his face, patiently waiting around as well.

"SHORTY!" Hector called from the door, "Let's roll girl." Her team was all crowding the door, each with a girl on their arm. They were all looking to get laid and quick. She could tell by the pleading look on their faces that they wanted her to hurry.

"I'm ou ya'll. I'll see you around." Standing up she hugged Vince planting a kiss on his cheek and then hugged Letty. Slugging Jesse's shoulder she smirked, "I claim you as my own next time we hit a club. I want a piece of the dance demon!"

"Yeah, yeah. Promises," he laughed.

Leon draped an arm around her shoulder, whispering softly in her ear for only her to hear "I claim you next time we go out. You make me look like a good dancer girl." She shook her head in amusement and pulled away. She could still smell his cologne and she kicked herself mentally when she realized she was still standing in his personal space. Shorty backed up quickly to find Letty and Vince with identical grins on their beautiful faces.

"Later Dom," she mumbled and touched fists with him.

"See you around Shorty," he said and he put his arm around Letty's shoulder and led her towards the door.

Shorty walked with them until they reached the fresh air. Breathing it in deeply she glanced towards Beto's car. He was waiting for her arms crossed and resting on the hood of his car. "Later," she said one last time and jogged to Beto's car. Looking up after sliding into the vehicle she found Leon gazing at her steadily. She smiled at him through the window as Beto peeled out, eager to get home and get laid.

A/N: I've written up to Chapter 17 already, about another 30,000 words. I'd like to know if you think I should continue writing or start something new. So, if you're enjoying the story please review. I live for constructive criticism! I'm starting to think no one is reading. :(