Our Tears (Lesbian Story)

Twenty-Five

Paris

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" I screamed not actually trying to put her on the spot.

I grabbed her by her arm which on occasion she fought me back, I pulled her into an empty room.

"The fuck is wrong with you Chyna?! Huh?!" My temper rose,first I didn't know why the hell she was stripping or my bad "dancing".

"It's not like I knew it was you Paris!" Her rebuttal wasn't strong. "REALLY CHYNA?! That's what you have to say to that, like grinding on a random ass stranger would be better!"

I never yelled or screamed like this directly to Chyna so she just stood there at first. then "YOU THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING, I NEEDED THE MONEY PARIS! Do you honestly think that I would be here shaking my ass if I didn't have to!?"

She grew balls to tell me this, though I was still confused. She lived on the same side of town as me.She was rich as far as I knew.

"My dad lost his job and we had to move, I know everything revolves around you and your perfect little girlfriend but I have problems to Paris!"

Chyna continued tears starting to form in her eyes, but I was still mad. "That's not an excuse Chyna! You could have talked to me I could have done something but you result to this to make money. This ain't respecting yourself! You know what we see when we see strippers!? Nothing but a piece of ass, we don't care about your problems! So is money really what you want?! You're trading your morals away! Is this what you want!?" I pulled a stack of money out my pockets, holding the stack in my left hand above her head and swiping the money with my right hand.

Eventually I just dumped everything I had to her feet. "There! That's what you wanted that's how you want to be treated!? Go put some real fucking clothes on!"

I finished making my last point, though my blood was filled with adrenaline.

I honestly didn't want to stay at that party but, food is free the drink is free I might as well enjoy it while I'm here. I walked back to the bar area ordering me several shots of Henny.

After about nine shots I felt two big hands on my shoulders. "C'mon buddy lets get you home." Taz' voice was fuzzy but I managed to hear her.

We walked all the way to my crib, I didn't feel drunk but Taz says I should just lay down.

So, I went upstairs to my room and my baby greeted me with a huge hug.

My mind was almost off the whole situation with Chyna, because MY baby Tee had on the sexiest lingerie I've seen.

The lace from her red boy shorts, complimented her nice toned brown legs.

As I eye raped her my eyes saw her thinner waist giving her the coke bottle shape--well she black so more like a Pom bottle.

Tee grabbed me by my shirt, while she backed up all the way to the bed finally pushing me on it.

She crawled up on me higher til she straddled my waist running her nails down my abs giving me chills on the base of my neck.

Soon she hunched over kissing my neck. "You have fun baby?"

I nodded half lying, though I actually did kinda enjoy myself until that little accident with Chyna. "

"Good, cause tonight is going to get better." she finished once sucking on my earlobe.

She focused her attention to my lips, while our were moving in sync her pointy nails caressed my body with the tips, sending electric chills to the base of my neck.

"I want you to take it, tonight..."