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'tha character playin' yhu' shawty':

'tha character playin' yhu' shawty':

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'her name shawty': Taliaá Wise








1:30 a.m.
- MAGIC CITY -

"T.T!!!" my bestie, Myaa' hollered, walking into my dressing room. "Heyyy Bitchhh!!" I hollered back, pulling her into a 'bear hug'. "What brings you to Atlanta?" I asked her, touching up my make-up. "I stopped by to see you, and to tell you that I brought a 'special client.'" she explained, looking into my mirror. "Mhm, who you tryna set me up with this time?" I questioned, turning around. "You'll see..." Myaa' trailed off, slapping my ass before she walked out.

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I walked onto the stage, hearing the cheers of the horny men in the audience. I stood against the pole, waiting for my song to play. 'Drop' by Yo Gotti & DaBaby, blasted on over-head speakers. I swung on the pole, climbed up halfway, and dropped into a split position. I tooted one cheek at a time, making a few niggas throw 'dollas'. The beat began to change, and I threw my ass up and down, continuously, making the men in audience go crazy. Except for one, he was chocolate-brown, probably 5'8; 5'9, and he had a stern look in his eye.

I approached the end of the stage showing out once again, throwin' my ass in a circle. I felt 'hunnids & 'fifties' on my body, but they weren't from him. I could feel the end of the song approaching. I did one final stunt, I threw my bra into his direction, I glared towards his direction, I noticed him staring at me. I winked, climbing up the pole, I reached the top and slid down midway, holding the position with my legs. "WOOOOO!" I heard from the crowd. Looking down and seeing piles of bills, bills, bills, and bills.

I slid off the pole, and went back into my dressing room, watching the bouncer pickup my money. I sighed in satisfaction. "T.T!!" Myaa' called from the bar, I threw on my 'Versace' robe, and walked to the bar. "Wassup." I said, counting my money. "T," Myaa' started. I looked up and seen that same nigga that refused to tip. I rolled my eyes, "Don't tell me this the nigga you wanted me to meet." I said. "Taliaá this Jonathan, Jonathan this is Taliaá." she introduced. "You did good out there baby." he flirted, grabbing a stack of 'bleus' out his bookbag. "Here Lul' T." he added raspily, handing the money to me.

"Thanks you, sir." I said, thanking him. "Uhh, Myaa'." I mumbled, signalling for her to leave. I needed this nigga to myself. "Oh, well look at the time..." she said, glancing at her 'Apple Watch'. "I'll see you later babes." she added hugging us both and swishing her thicc' ass out of the club.

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"Ever had a lap-dance?" I asked Jonathan sarcastically, beginning to seductively strip naked. "Damn." I heard him mumble, eye-fucking me. I chuckled at the gesture, "Like what you see?" I asked sexually. "Come here." he demanded, pulling his phone out. I walked towards him, straddling his lap. "Yes, Baby?" I asked, looking at his camera. " Gimmie kiss..." he added, puckering his lips. I kissed him, biting his lip. Jon deepened the kiss, softly gripping my ass, "freaky ass.." he whispered in the kiss...

"Ohhhhh, Jonnnnnnnnn!!!!" Taliaa moaned, gripping the sheets of Jonathan's mattress. Its been 2 hours since they left the club. Jonathan sweet talked Taliaa into coming home with him. "You're tight as fuck,," Jon groaned giving Taliaa the sloppiest backshots that she ever received. "Mmmm!!" she moaned at his remark, deepening her arch. "Throw that shit T." he grunted, gripping Taliaa's 40-inch bundles. Taliaa hissed at his grip,, but successfully fulfilled Jonathan's request. Taliaa proudly moaned as she twerked on Jon's member. Jon slapped Taliaa's ass, making her go faster, until she began to reach her climax...

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"Where'd you put my clothes Jon??" I asked, sitting on the edge off his bed. "Where you going shawty??" Jonathan questioned,, grabbing my neck. "home," I explained. "I got work tomorrow." "I'll drop yo' pretty ass off tomorrow." he told me kissing my lips and lying down on the bed. I sighed, putting my hair inna' ponytail and crawled up next to him, and went to sleep...





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