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Once on stage nothing else matter I wasn't even mad that I was working on my night off. Shit time money and I has no time to waste. The DJ was freestyling so I just made up different dances as I listened to the music. Getting lost in my own zone I didn't even notice the guy standing front and center at the stage. He wasn't a regular but he was paying so I didn't mind. After about 20 minutes of just starring at me he held out a hundred dollar bill in his hand. I got on all fours and crawled over to him all seductively and once I reached for the bill he pulled it back and grabbed a hand full of my tits. The nerve of this nigga. I back handed him so hard it stunned him. He looked at me like I was suppose to just let him feel up on me. I'm not that kind of girl. You can look but don't touch! He charged after me but before he could attack the DJ must have saw the scene and he called for security. The bouncers had him by both arms ready to throw him out but before he was all the way out he yelled "this shit ain't over bitch." I snatched up the money over stage and said "yeah whatever motherfucka!" Then went back stage. Yeah I'm tough but I got to admit that dude kind of shook me but I ain't even worried about his punk ass. Let me fix my self and get back to this money.
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Teen Fiction"You wanna see some ass I wanna see some cash keep them dollars coming and that's gonna make me dance. Make it rain trick, make it rain trick." Travis porter Make it Rain was blasting through the speakers at Royal City Gentlemen's club. On stage wa...
