Scene I - Candy Land Strip Club - Tasty
Damn Bitch! You gone waste that shit! What the fuck is wrong
with you? How in the fuck you scatter all the powder on the bench? “Hurry up
and scrape it before Velvet walks her old ass up in here, says Tasty.” Fuck
Velvet if Pimp Chateau walk in this bitch, we will be fucked. Velvet knows what
the deal is, it ain’t her I’m worried about, it’s that nigga. (Music ques) “Shake
that Ass” by Too Live Crew. Shit! That’s my song, let me hit the stage (DJ in
background, coming to the stage, Tasty! Ladies and gentleman feast your eyes on
one of Candy Land’s finest women in the house!) It’s a lot of men out here
tonight, I’m gonna make at least $500.00 from this crowd. “Why in the fuck is
she dancing like that?” Says Baby Doll. Oh my, I feel hazy,
got this tingling feeling all over me, and my eyes are seeing double. That was some pure shit!
Thank God, my song is over, let me count my cash, $76.00, what the hell? “Bitch
you is too high, you fucked up and you need to go the fuck home.” (Slurred
speech) I ain’t fucked up, I’m just a little high. “Bitch you a lot high, I’m
calling you an Uber, and I’ll pick you up tomorrow and take you to get your
truck.”
Velvet
These hoes think I’m too old, to get this money, I’m finna
show these maggots how it’s done. Que my music DJ! “Shawty Swing my Way” by KP and Envyi. “That old ass song,
her ass always playing some ole school music, she ain’t gone make shit
tonight.” I take my ass to Table # 2 and the guy in the grey sweats had lumps
in his pockets, I ease my way over there to him, as I stare at him. He locks
eyes with me and I immediately hand him my card indicating I do private shows,
I lean in close to him and ask him to call me. He think he gone get some pussy
but I got some else up my sleeve. I saw how he was eyeing Baby Doll, and Tasty,
yeah I’m gone get they ass to meet up with him asap, I’m talking about tonight.
I winked at him, and he grabbed my arm, and said “my name is Choppa and I’ma hit
you up tonight. We gone be at the Double Tree on Sanderlin. Come thru room 359.”
Bet, I’ma bring my girls and we gone put on a private show for ya, the charge
is $1000.00 per girl, and it’s gone be 3 of us. If you want more than a dance,
than have your pockets ready, cuz we stay ready for whatever.
Scene II – Double Tree Hilton Hotel – Choppa
These hoes finna come up here in a few minutes, they
charging out the frame but the way they was dancing up in there, got a nigga
dick hard as mutha fucka. I’m gone fuck me some tonight, I don’t care which one
it is, they all bad as hell. (Knock at the door) I glance out the peep hole and
I see the ladies, so I open the door, they come in and immediately start changing
clothes and transforming into their stripper attire. Mac 10 in the corner with
his mean mug on as usual, he don’t trust no one, he had the glock under the
pillow just in case these bitches came in with the shit. I lay back on the
couch and the show begins, I rub my hands together in anticipation of what’s to
come. These bitches were naked in seconds, I don’t know why they bothered to
change. Mac 10, had one of them, Pablo had the other one and Velvet ass was
over here with me. I love strippers, she was so tantalizing and easy, I don’t
have to put in any effort, just a few dollars and I’ll make that shit back
tomorrow, probably double. Hell, we put half the cash on the table, these
bitches gone have to work for the other half. I told Velvet, I wanna fuck. She
whispered to me $200.00, I ain’t paying this bitch no more money, but I agreed
and her first wrong move was her assuming I was gone pay for the pussy after
the fact. Since we are in a suite, I took her into the bedroom, and she assumed
the position, she was use to fucking because all I had to do was whip my condom
out, my dick was hard before she even came in the door. I went into the bathroom to take a quick piss
and when I peep in the room she tapping on her cell phone, so I ask her, I
thought I could hold your attention. “I was just checking the time baby” I’m
ready for you, you don’t see lying on the bed playing with my pussy trying to
make it squirt for you?” Damn. For real? I turn around and she is wet as hell,
I crawl in the bed and she tried to kiss me, ain’t no kissing, we don’t get
down like that, I just want you to suck my dick and let me cum, I ain’t giving
you the girlfriend experience. She reached for my dick and held it like a
microphone, she fist gripped my boi and jacked my cock till I checked into my 3rd world, my body felt loose. I ain’t had a woman touch in months, this here is
money well spent, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, imagining this was
Lisa, my ex-girlfriend, she left me for a woman, a white woman at that. Before
I could delve into my thoughts, I felt the sweet depths of her mouth grip the
tip of my shaft and I almost lost my mind, this bitch deserves a mutha fuckin
tip and a damn trophy. BOOM! Two dudes come rushing through the door, I back up to the headboard,
Velvet runs her ass to the front room to find a bloody scene, all of them are
dead, this nigga must've had a silencer. Her mouth is wide open and all I could do is plead for my life until he
placed a black bandana over my eyes and mouth and my muffled cries went unheard. She
screamed at him, that wasn’t the plan! “Yea, I know but them bitches was in the
line of fire and they just so happen to get hit.” Velvet says, "grab the money bag and let’s get the
fuck up outta here.”
Velvet
Fuck! Security is running down to the room, we have plenty
of time to escape, we hit the fire shoot and start running down the steps, the
car is on the other side. Once we hit the bottom, we turn the corner and we run
dead smack into Pimp Chateau, and he want his mutha fucking cut right now. Damn
nigga. I need to count it out. “Count it out? Nah just hand me the bag, I’ll be
sure to take care of it and treat you extra special tomorrow.” Sirens sounded
and when we looked up the police had the hotel surrounded, nowhere to run,
nowhere to hide, mutha fuckas won’t get me, I’m straight snitching on all these
niggas.
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