"A yours this big man." I told the customer who I've been persuading to buy more things than the twenty outfits he has bought under this one roof. Pop Fashion, on Barnett street.
I've been working here for almost two years now and the only reason I stayed was the chance to meet people like this guy and get tips. Good tips even when I flirt.
"Don't Ling?" I smiled at my Chinese superior at the cash register.
She went on convincing him more, but his eyes stayed on me.
He's been asking for my number for the past twenty minutes and I've learned to curve people so much that I told him next time. Quietly complaining about all the standing I've been doing and that lack of food as it's the reason I'm so slim.
Seeing a pretty half Indian girl with nice hair, nice skin and a cute smile was the charm. My sweet voice was another and that's how I've met Kawayne Graham.
From I heard the two loud beeping of metal passing through the security detector, I know the Babylon has came to check up on his baby.
A mih lunch time anyways and him probably a try get tu mih but mih phone inna mih bag outside at the baggage claim.
Worst how him nuh si mih yesterday and today mih fawud late suh no quickie or hug up. Mih think him spoiled.
If deh man yah serious and jealous one mine time, mih inna trouble.
"Go to storage now." Ling smiles, urging me to go and before I could turn, the guy held my hand and slips the tip in it.
"Thanks." I grin, feeling my anxiety growing by the sound of strong boots on the steps and I could imagine them shaking from the weight of that man.
"Storage." Ling hurries me so I left the front area and speed walk towards the back.
I look a glance at the two thousand dollars bills in my hand and sigh a breath of relief.
Him better damn nuff sumaddy.
The least mih eva get is two hundred weh mih woukd use buy a soda.
Mih even check the money fih mek sure it real. Mih naw mek dem play mih as dem duh the gal dem downstairs inna dih shoes area.
I stuffed the money in my inner pocket I've sewn inside my skirts. No one expected it and I always complain about having no money.
Exiting the storage with the clothing racks I know Ling needed.
I grinned upon seeing the tall 6'2 male, his dark blue uniform close fitted as it clads against each fat and muscles. His masked face only revealed his dark eyes staring right back at me then down at my body. The M16 rifle in his grasp and I licked my lips seductively then looks down at his crotch then back up at him, innocently.
"A nuh yuh lunch time?" He asked and I nod.
"Gwaan eh Zuri." A coworker teases and I was so use to it but I blushed under his gaze to show how much his presence affecting me. How I appreciated it.
I could feel the gaze of his partner looking at me.
Mih nuh like dat piece of shit.
Him see mih on him day off one time and guh report tu Kawayne like some pussy watch man.
Mek the man come full mih up a hickey cause apparently, mih cousin a nuh mih cousin.
If mih Rasta fada eva know, a problem.
"Mih go give Ling this and come." I emphasize on the latter.
He nods and I pass by him, brushing up against his crotch then laughs.
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Dickmatized Dainty
Short StoryDainty had to deal with Gio's friends eating her food that she'll need after the dick appointment. She has so much to go through and her mind on the money. Lázuri went through a scammer, police officer and ended up fucking a top boss, a billionaire...
