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 Wayby 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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