The Law

One: The One Night Stand

- Joshua Williams -

The pole and a girl. A young, beautiful girl. Early 20's at least. I was watching her, throwing out 20 dollar bills, hell even 100's sometimes. Everyone in the club could see I was either a criminal or just filthy rich. Good thing they didn't know where I got all of this money.

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A few minutes pass and the girl is done with her session. I get up and start to walk over to the exit until a soft hand grabs my forearm and I look behind me. I usually hated when people touched me. I see a blonde-headed girl in front of me, roughly 5'1 and beautiful as ever. It was the girl who was just dancing...

"Where're you going? The party just started!" The girl ululated. I could tell the girl was definitely drunk. I just looked at her, thinking I should just say something, but I couldn't. I was more of a person who thought for hours about what I would say, probably the reason why it took me so long to reply to messages. I finally spoke up. "Good dancing."

I smirked looking down at her. "Oh, come on. Let's have some fun!" She let out a grin as he grabbed my hand and went to a room that I have never been in. Kind of scared me a bit since I was more of a person who hated to be in places that I wasn't familiar with. Probably because if anything bad happened to know the best escape route.

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We walk into the room as he shoves me onto the bed. is this even legal at a club like this? I look at her for a moment as she jumped on top of me, just looking into my eyes like she was lost in them. She bends her head down towards mine slowly as her top lip presses against my bottom lip softly.

I smirk as I pull her in aggressively, maybe a little more aggressive than I meant to be. She squeals a little then chuckles a bit starting to sit on my body, pulling her lips away from mine, taking off her shirt that she had put on once her session was done at the pole.

Her breasts hid from the bra that she had on, bending her head back down, pecking me on the cheek as I roll over on top of her, taking my shirt off and throwing it across the room. She laughed a bit which made me grow a big smile. Pecking her on the lips as I laid my head beside her and laid on top of her for a second.

She pushes me off lightly and sits, patting the bed next to her. I sit next to her then look at her. "Joshua Williams, correct?" She questions, with a grin across her face. "Yes, but-" Before I could finish she chuckles. "You're all over the news, for beating up that dealer on the west side."

"Yeah, a west sider. They deserve to be beaten up." I say with a frustrated face, wondering why she stopped the 'good time' just to talk to me about some worthless west sider that was either dead or in critical condition.

She smiles, taking off her leggings as she quickly got back on top of me. Kissing me some more as we make out a little, glaring into her beautiful blue eyes. Grabbing onto her butt as I start to unzip my pants.

-

Once we're done with whatever we were doing. I put my clothes back on and so does she. I looked at her as I lay on the bed as she lays her body against me. "So, what do you do?" She asks. I was kind of afraid of telling her, but then again she felt excited about how I handled that West sider.

"I rob people, kill people, and shoplift. I'm a gangster. Born and raised in the Eastside." I tell her with a frown on my face feeling guilty about what I just told her. "So, East siders aren't too bad now are they? At least my 'friend' said they're pretty bad." She gazes into my eyes as I gaze back, wondering who this 'friend' was. 

About that time, I hear the doorknob on the door to the outside start to open, I shake a little bit springing up, and the person on the other side of the room haunts me to see who it was.

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𝑭𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔! 𝑭𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒏 𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒖𝒑𝒅𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒕!

𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒎: 𝒅𝒐𝒄𝒌𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒅

𝑻𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓: 𝑫𝒐𝒄𝒌𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒅𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒃𝒐𝒙 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔.