Owned by an uncle and nephew duo, Babylon is one of the most-known strip clubs in Dallas, Texas. New York natives Shakur and Lesane Santana made Dallas their permanent residence many years ago. Leaving their complicated past behind in NY was challen...
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❌️ 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐄'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕
City Girls' "Pussy Talk" vibrated the walls inside the club. Rapper Yung Miami was making an appearance on a Friday night. The club had reached its capacity. A line of people were standing outside, waiting for others to leave so they could get inside. The strippers were catering to the big spenders who flashed their wealth on their wrists and necks. They were local business owners, but I knew better than that. The type of money they were sporting around town, these men had another source of income that could get them a RICO. I kept their secrets, as long as they kept mine.
"Uh-oh. It looks like it's about that time!" DJ Snake screamed into the mic, teasing the intro to Act Up. All the females in attendance began to scream at the top of their lungs. Miami beamed at their reaction to her club classic. I sipped from a glass of something brown and popped a pill in my mouth discreetly. I quickly washed it down with the rest of the liquor and then turned to Caesar. "Loon been missing in action all day" I elevated my voice over the music. "You get a hold of him yet?"
Caesar nursed a beer, taking small swigs of it strategically. I could tell he wasn't trying to get drunk tonight. His gaze was trained on one of the new dancers. There was a softness that gave way to affection already. Mikki wouldn't like that. My eyes followed his to Katty Kat. She was wearing a Hello Kitty ensemble that glowed underneath the dark blue lights. The outfit complemented one of the most enticing features on her body. Her d cup breast.
"Fuck is you doing, nigga?" I chuckled loudly, shaking him out of the trance she put him in. Cease pried his eyes off of her and placed his full attention on me. "What you mean? I'm just looking. Shorty got something about her. I like what I see. You feel me?"
"Yeah, I feel you and Mikki gon' feel you too" I snickered and reached for the bottle of D'usse. The only dancer I had ever messed with was Giza and I didn't own Babylon then. I was working for the owner. He passed away, and his widow handed the club to me. As the owner, I didn't mix business with pleasure. My uncle did enough of that for the both of us. He was "reformed" now that he was engaged to be married.
