8 miles corrupted beauties

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Samaya

I'm in need of a drink or two Samaya thought as she took a seat at the bar. "Hey Donna how you doing girl?" "What's up boss i'm living can't complain, what can i get you?" "Let  me get a shot of patron and a long island please.

"Can i have this seat?"

" Its a free country Mr. Jones."

" Can i ask you a personal question?"

" I won't stop you go ahead."

" You seem to be well known and successful around here, but yet i haven't heard of you, who are you if i may ask?"

After finishing off her shot she looked into her empty glass. "How does anyone make their living? By putting their mind to something and assuring themselves that if they slave long and hard enough then sure maybe one day it will all pay off. Everyone has a skillset i just happen to have many skill sets that allow me to further my, how should i say push or over look my horizon,I am a woman of many talents, and as for not seeing me around i'm pretty sure you're not entitled to know every living soul that lives in Michigan, or everyone that has a piece of change for that matter. I can look at you and see that your job description may not be honest to most but it's honest to you and as long as you can account for yours then no further questions need be asked. Am i right Mr. Jones?"

"Your most correct, let's just call it a curious mind."

" I understand that and a curious mind happens to be a rich mind, but i assure you it could also get you into a lot of trouble."

" What is that some kind of warning or threat,cuz i can assure you that it won't be necessary." He said said taking some offense. Before she could respond she felt someone place their hand on the small of her back." Aye baby your drink is looking a little low there how's about you let me fill that for you?"

" Id prefer you take your hands off me instead", she stated without looking up from her empty glass.

"Damn ma you ain't gotta shoot a nigga down like that i'm just trying to be nice", smelling the strong alcohol coming from the man's breath she finally looked up at the stranger and could see he was swaying back and forth clearly drunk. Not wanting to give the man any more of her time she turned back around without another word to him.

"Aye bitch you just gonna turn yo back on me like i ain't standing here, who the fuck you think you is huh?" Clearly annoyed with the man's utter and blatant disrespect Samaya reached toward the semi-automatic she had strapped to her ankle.

"You know you showing some real disrespect right now my nigga", Cameron stated halting her from pulling her gun. Without realizing who was speaking to him the drunk turned on Cameron. "Man hows about you get up out my face with all that shit you talkin, cuz i don't remember ever talking to you".

Cameron recognized the dude as one of his own, he worked the trapp over on 9 mile a real shady nigga that was more problem then proffit. "Aye nigga since you wanna interrupt the king now imma-". The man's word were cut short do to his airways being cut off Samaya was pushed out of the way as Cameron slammed his face into the bar and pulled his 9mm and pointed at the dudes face.

"I see you to fuckin drunk off yo ass to see who you talkin to lil nigga, so you callin yoself king in my muthafuckin streets huh?"

Everyone in the club wa at a standstill, some people even left out of fear of a shoot out. The man began to stutter and trimble as soberness took him over, and he could see full well just who he had pissed off. "