"What makes you think you can handle all dis'?" I asked with a grin, deciding to play along with his little game. He deeply chuckled. "Naw baby I think it's gon' be you who can't handle dis'." He stated confidently.
A struggling young woman is looki...
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Lorenzo "Big L" Davis August 9, 2020 9:41 PM ~~~
I was outside smoking on my break. I had a lot on my mind. Katrina, the club, my side business, my life. She hit a nerve the other night. It wasn't her fault, I'm just still not sure if I'm ready to open up about it. We are trying to get to know each other. We both have trauma issues.
I don't know if I can give her what she deserves. Especially with who I am, what I do, and what I have going on. She deserves better than that. And our age gap does play a part in it.
A truck horn brought me out of my thoughts. I turned around to see Duffy's eighteen wheeler pulling up. I walked over as it came to a squealing halt.
I stopped in front of it grinning as he climbed out. My expression fell as he sluggishly walked up to me. Suddenly he embraced me, sniffling like he'd been crying. I looked around confused. I saw people walking by so I jerked him off my shoulder.
"My bad. My bad." He sniffed, holding his hands up apologetically. "Don't tell me you still cryin' ova dis' bitch." I said. "Nah. I'm good. I'm good." He replied sounding congested. "Boy let's go inside and look at dis puuusyy." I said smoothly, tucking my cane under my arm.
When we got in the club a sensual song was playing. As we walked to the bar, I leaned on it looking toward the stage to find, Bunny.
...
Breathe. Breathe me in. Taste my words. Let me blow your mind.
She was high. Holding the pole with one hand as she spun. Having one leg bent and her free hand running over her curves.
I'll take you far. Far away. I'll make you feel alright.
She turned facing the pole. She gripped it with her free and spread her legs. She slowly swayed her legs.
You gotta' crave it and chase it.
She squeezed her thighs on the pole. Straightening her legs and laying back. Feeling on her sexy body.
Until you're close enough to taste it.
She slightly sat up grabbing the pole. She released her thigh grip. Letting her legs swing back doing a pirouette.
I can give you what you need.
Untwisted her arm she slide down slowly as she spun. When her heels touched the stage she dropped it low and slowly brought it back up in rotation.
