CheetahI walked through the doors of Playboy Bunny with a sway in my hips and a pep in my step. I had on a Dolce & Gabbana pink flower print skirt with a matching bow crop top.
I put on my presidential Rolex and gold and silver chain which was a gift from my foster mother.
I finished off my outfit with pink Jimmy Choo heels. I know I had to stand out from the other girls if I wanted to make a good impression.
"May I help you?" The secretary asked as I went to the front desk.
"Yes, I'm here to see Mrs. Valarie. She gave me this card." I told her as I handed it to her.
She looked at it for a few minutes then stared back up at me.
"Mrs. Valarie is in a meeting right now but she will be out in a few minutes. You can sit in the waiting area while she's in the meeting."
"Thanks."
"No problem."
I walked over to the waiting room and six girls was waiting. When they saw me, they stopped talking and stared at me.
I switched my hips harder and made my ass jiggle more as I walked. Shit if they wanted to stared, I oughta gave them something to look at.
I sat in the chair and started to stroll down my news feed on Instagram. A notification appeared on my screen and Candy tagged me in a picture.
It was Candy, Renae, and I on stage on the pole doing the bicycle trick while the crowd threw money on us.
I liked the picture and left kisser faces under it. I continued to stroll down my news feed until somebody tapped me on my shoulder.
I turned around and it was a pretty red bone with a short pixie cut hair. She had hazel gray eyes with a cute button nose. She wore a red and black crop top and high waisted pants with Versace heels on.
"Excuse me, where did you get your shoes from?"
"Online at Jimmy Choo collection." I replied as I took a good look at her and I had to admit, she was a bad bitch.
"Damn they bad as fuck I'm a cope me a pair. You dance?"
"Yeah, but not professionally."
"You a stripper?" She asked as she arched her eye brows as her lips turned into a smile
"Yup, how about you?"
"Bitch yass?" She said loudly, she turned around and started working.
"I see you, I see you. Where you dance at?"
"At club Star, I've been working there for a year now. My name is Diamond but my stripper name is Luscious."
She stuck out her hand for me to shake and I shook it.
"My name is Cheetah."
"Whats up Cheetah? What you're here for?"
"I don't know, a woman named Valarie invited me here, she gave me this card."
I handed her the card.
"She gave me the same card too, was she a dyke ?"
"Yeah, I gave her a private dance."
"Mmm bitch you gave her the punai or nah?" Diamond joked.
"Nah hoe that will automatically get my ass fired but I did throw this ass back on her." I said and she dapped me up.
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