"Shit!" I yelled hitting the steering will with my fist.
It was late afternoon and my shift at the popular strip club downtown was about to start.
I climbed out the car In my mini skirt and heels. I popped the hood and bent over.
I realized that it began to sprinkle outside. My clothes stuck to my body.
Only person i could call was my best friend Dayjah and shit aint the same between us.
A Chrysler drove by and i waved my hand at it. They hit the breaks and sped backwards.
"My car is fucked up. I need a ride to work."
I looked at him. He had hazel eyes and he was bright skinned. He had tattoos and he was tall with a firm body, which i can tell while he sat in his front seat with no shirt.
"Damn lil mamma," He said. "where you work."
"Dee'z Stri Clubb." I smiled.
"climb in."
I got In and realized two other boys in his back seat. They were both fine, especially the bright one.
"These are my boys, Jay and Ty." He said. "Im Dorian."
I smirked, "Im Cheyenne. Call me Chey."
"You a strippee or a bartender?" Dorian asked.
"Exotic dancer." I answered.
"Ohh ok."
Dorian pulled up, "Maybe if we like the show you can come to the Mansion and give us a show."
I smiled, thanked him for the ride and entered the building five minuets straight.
YOU ARE READING
The Thug's Girl
Teen FictionCheyenne meets Dorian and his boys when her car breaks down on the way to work. Is it love or is it a game thats going to make her life change.