Thunder Thighs ( Osamu Miya x OC)

Chapter- 17 Cowgirl

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Osamu 🐻🍯

Hey darlin

Lilith😏👙

Hey pretty boy

Whatchu do'n

It's 10:48 at night what do you think I'm do'n?

Touch'n yerself to pictures of me in my old volleyball jersey

HA HA HA

...are ya laugh'n at me or with me?

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Lilith that's not an answer

Then use yer imagination!!

Now make'n fun of my accent through text. Low blow princess

Blow you later? You got it 🤤😋

Where are ya? I'll come pick ya up.

LOLOL!
Sorry to burst your fantasy bubble, but I'm at work.
Though I would love to sit'n in the back of your big ol truck swallowing that fat cock of yours all night long instead of being stuck here.

Lilith sent off that last dick hardening before her manager snapped, "Lila!!"

Lilith looked through the hazy strip club and slipper her phone in her back pocket despite feeling Osamu spamming her with messages. "'Sup Jax?"

Her shmarmy manager sent her a leer-filled smile. "Are you going to tell me how your private room went the other night with that big lad?"

"I ain't telling you anything Jax." She crossed her arms over her chest and smirked at the fake Frenchman. "What's wrong? You mad I flicked off those secret cameras ya got hidden around the room?"

Jax lied, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ohkay," Lilith snorted in amusement. "What do you want? I got a bar to open."

"I need you to fill in for Candy tonight."

Lilith looked at the pole and laughed out loud. "This ain't even a moral issue Jax." She popped her dish towel off her crop top-clad shoulder and cackled as she whipped down the bar, "I can't dance worth a damn."

Jax pushed his small spectacles up his bulbous nose and eyed her near-naked skirt-clad ass since she had 'mysteriously lost' her leather pants somewhere in the locker room. She suspected Jax of selling them to one of the bouncers so she was forced to wear the tiny skirt as part of her uniform. "You don't need to dance well. You just need to get up there and strip."

"Jax, honey, do you need some hearing aids? I'm not making a fool out of myself up there."

Sadly for Lilith, Jax knew her single achilles heel.

He gave her a smiled the most devious smile even talking snakes would be proud of before he looked down at his nails and asked, "would you be inclined to agree if I said I had a way to get your boy into this sold-out olympic volleyball camp this weekend?"

Lilith's hand froze. She knew exactly which one he was talking about because Ren hadn't been able to keep the disappointment out of his voice when she said he couldn't go due to her not being able to afford it. "You can get Ren into the camp? How?"

"Come now, honey," he mocked, "I know some very powerful people. Getting your son in would be a breeze for someone like me. If you agree to dance tonight, I'll get him in and I'll add an extra 150 bucks to your paycheck."