Puttin In Work.

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I was on my way to work, I was speeding then I gotta text .it read

"I miss you already ma, Aug"

I smiled he misses me aww. But nahh ion got time for that lovey dovey shit I need this money. Yeah all that emotional shit that happened earlier was cool everything but I just got caught in the moment, oh well don't mean shit just another nigga knowing my business. I pulled up to Diamonds and tied my robe around me. Running with these black pumps was work. I walked in "hey boss!" I said walking fast trying to get away before he calls me in. "Uh uh uh, come her candy" that was my stripper name. "Yes bossman?" He patted his lap for me to sit on. "Why you late" he asked as I sat on his lap. "I overslept boss man I'm sorry, it won't happen again" I faked. Wrapping my arms around his neck. "It bet not." I smiled. "You know you my favorite," he told me for the a millionth time. "Yes daddy I know" faking a smile. "Now getcho ass out there and make that money" he said slapping my ass as I got up "ahh daddy" I squealed running out. Felt kind of good actually. I walked in the dressing room to see Mara Aka Cinnamon and Tasia Aka Strawberry.

"Hey girl , you know bossman gone get on that ass he sees that your late" Mara said doing her makeup.

"Mhm" Tasia said right behind her leaning on the desk. "I just talked to his ass he ain't seem mad" Mara looked at me "oh yeh I forgot you his favorite piece of candy" she said giving Tasia a High five and laughing. "Ion like y'all sometimes" I said rolling my eyes laughing I put my stuff down and was getting undressed for my performance that was in about 1 hour or so.

August POV

I left right behind Bri and went to my nigga chris house to see what he up to. I called him to let em know. "Aye Chris" "wassup fam" "aye I'm omw to yo shit so open ya do' I know yo type" "aha ight fam" he hung up. I texted Bri and told her I missed her. I really did. But if we do get serious.  how do I tell her I'm a drug dealer.. She won't have that shit, but she a stripper I'm sure she won't get upset. Maybe she will idk. I pulled up to chris crib. I got out the car and walked in his shit . my boy crib smelled like straight loud. I walked in the living room him & some other nigga was blowing on that good shit. "Wassup bruhh" I said giving chris the handshake. "Wassup boy" I said to the another nigga, "wassup man" he said back. "What y'all boys got planned?" I asked flopping down on the other couch taking my hat off, stretching. "Shit my boy Reggie was thinking bout hitting up the strip club tonight. Watcha say boy?" Hell yeah a strip club with a bunch of fine ass thick bitches. I'm down most Defly. "Hell yea what strip club?" I asked. "Diamonds boy, the best strip club in Atlanta." Chris said choking on that pressure. But damn.. Bri work at diamonds. Ion know bout that .. I can't fuck with other females in front of her like that but she gone be giving other niggas lap dances. And shit.. So I guess it shouldn't be a problem. "Hell yeah what time b?" "Around like 9 shit we gotta good hour, chill and smoke that shit boy," I could tell chris ass was high but shidd I smoked with the boys. They had that good shit. Had a nigga gone fr. "Aye I'm finna pass out before we go, this damn weed got me gone." They said ight and played the Xbox.  

Bri POV

"Candy tyrone want a lap dance from you , girl he told me come get you." Tasia said while walking in the dressing room. "Ugh girl its my break til I go do my performance, plus I'm tired of his cheap ass" I said rolling my eyes. "Girl money is better than no money, you better go make that money." Tasia said sitting down while filing her nails. "Girl I'll see you in heaven" I joked walking to the full body mirror. "How my ass look tasia ?" I asked concerned. "Phat as always, you look good ma" when Tasia said "Ma" it made me think of August. "You going or nah!" Tasia yelled. "Oh yeah , yeah I'm going" walking out the dressing room. No sign of Tyrone, I looked everywhere. "Bri" I heard a deep voice say behind only to see it was Tyrone cheap ass. "You look good gir-" GCO "listen you want this lap dance or not Tyrone.  I said irritated. "Yeah c'mon" we walked to my private lap dance area. He sat down looking up at me. I sighed and then put my legs around him sitting on his lap and began grinding on him. I could tell he liked it because I could hear him groaning "damn Bri" he said griiping my waist and thrusting under me. "Its candy" I said rolling my eyes and popping my ass on his lap. About 10 minutes later I was done. "That'll be $280" I said holding my hand out. "What happened to $140" Tyrone asked. "Nigga I grind on yo dick for 2 whole songs that's extra !" I said holding my Hans out. "Damn bitch okay" he said giving me the $280. " cheap ass" I said walking away. He called me a bitch but that's what im used to here. I walked back in the dressing room.

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