Kiss Land...

Four

Abel POV

I'm not going home alone tonight, but tomorrow, I'm coming right back here, just to see what that Naya girl is about.

I sat, sunk into the chair feeling uninterested and unimpressed with the dancers I could see in front of me. The music got boring, the high was fading but I'm determined to take one of these fine ass ladies home.

A few minutes passed by then I saw Naya hiding her face as she rushed out of the club. I followed her outside and saw her get into a blacked out Mercedes.

'She'll be back tomorrow' I thought. But I know that I'll definitely make sure of it that she's back tomorrow.

I made my way back into the club and took my pick. Making it clear that I wanted the girl in the corner I smirked at her and approached her.

I think I've walked through like four clouds of weed smoke trying to get to her, I'm not complaining the smell pleases me.

"Come on." I spoke.

Unlike Naya she took my hand and we walked out of the strip club and got into one of the cars that wait outside. I told the driver the address of my apartment and he began to drive.

The girl just sat next to me, not giving off any signals but I could tell she was excited and desperate, it was really unflattering. I looked it of the window of the car and observed and admired the view. Bright orange streetlights shone on the city. Hookers stood awaiting anyone who was in need of their services. Drunk men stumbling out of clubs, reeking of the strong stench of tempting poison we call alcohol.

"Just here will do." I said to the driver.

I thanked him then lead the girl into my apartment.

We walked up to my room and she stood there as I lit a blunt. She looked so lost but I could tell that she was in need of sex, they all are. What separates Kiss Land strippers from other strippers around the world is that they don't get tired of the extra little things their job may require them to do, which is the sex. They're lively, talented dancers. But that's why I had mixed opinions on Naya, sorta liked the vibe she gave off, sorta didn't.

This girl I think is trying way too hard to not seem desperate, so much she's not even speaking because she knows that if she does it'll result on her talking too much, trying too hard to get my attention.

"By the way my name is-" I cut her off.

"I don't care." I paused as I inhaled then exhaled from the blunt I lit. "Strip down, I don't wanna see anything but your naked body, no clothing." I continued.

She did just as I said, shaking off the fact that I don't care to know her name.