Nyeil
I informed our client through a quick text that we would be late most likely by an hour.
I needed time to prepare myself mentally and physically, Bri was good with the makeup so she beat my face down.
I would change when I got there. For now I just had on some black cute fitted tights, with a black long sleeve crop to that had whole cut in the center showing off my breast, along with some leather black boot heels.
I always dressed to empress when walking into a private party that's where all the ballers was.
We drove Bri's G wagon, and pulled up to this gated community.
I texted the number and the party sent me the gate code.
Bri and I walked out with our duffel bags, this house was so big.
"Bitchhhh." Bri whispered. As I knocked on the door.
"Hush girl." I said blocking out the thoughts of vince.
The door opened and some fine darkskin man opened the door.
"We up here, I know y'all probably need to change, y'all can use the bathroom down the hall to the left in that room."
He said pulling from a blunt, while walking up the stairs.
We nodded making our way to the room, it was so big bigger than my whole kitchen and living room combined.
"Bitchhhh I just can't this some movie type shit." Bri said slipping her clothes off, lotioning her body down with some sparkling lotion.
I slipped my clothes off as well putting on some of the same lotion.
"I know right I wonder what he do, he living nice I know we about to get paid good." I said slipping on my sheer purple lingerie.
Since this wasn't the club, I didn't wear panties or a bra. So I was exposed but covered at the same time.
"For real and that man was to fine, not finer than my man though."
I laughed bri loved saying that.
We squirted ourselves in some Chanel perfume, and walked out going to the room the man told us to come into.
We entered and it looked like some kind of smoke room/entertainment room.
I knew I'd have to take this wig off, cause the weed smell would definitely be in it.
I've never been high assuming that it was kind of smoky in here I knew I would get some kind of contact.
My eyes scanned the room, and we weren't the only girls here, but the other girls seemed to have already picked there culprits.
I watched Bri walk over to the man who opened the door and danced for him.
They had typical music playing but I definitely wanted the song to change to get in the groove.
I walked over to the tablet that I spotted, and switched it to a slow jam. I loved dancing to slow jams.
I turned on My, My My by Johnny Grill.
I closed my eyes hearing the beginning of the song, taking in the beat.
I turned around now in my mode, and scanned the room my eyes instantly connecting with a familiar face.
It was the dude from the club that left me all this money. He was the only one that didn't have somebody dancing on him.
I walked over to him, stopping dead in front of him, watching his eyes roam over my body.
