Thug's Diary: part2

Chapter 25

I was your lover and your secretar.

Working every day of the week.

Was that the job when no one else was there, helping you get on your feet?

- Mary J. B.

Toren's POV

When Lala left i saw this nigga picking her up. Im not gone sit and lie like i wasnt hurt. I had some shit built up so i called up Krit. I know his ass was gone be down for what i had planned

me: yo fool, whats up with a strip club tonight?

krit: shit nigga. Im bouta get dressed now. Ill pick you up in another hour.

I hung up and took a quick 20 minute shower. I got out and the towel was wrapped around me. I picked out my Corduroy pants, my Bred Jordans and my black Polo with a red horse. I put on my gold chain and watch with my Bulls snapback. Ya boy was clean.

Krit blew the horn and i got in the car. 20 minutes late, we pull up at the strip club. The line was long as hell. We knew motherfuckers so we never wait in lines.

We walked in a hoes was walking around half naked eyeing a nigga down. I sat and watched a bitch dance to "Bands a make her dance." Krit was throughing stupid amounts of paper at these hoes. I was dishing out bout $400.

This bitch walked to me and was smiling. That ass was right on her.

stripper: wanna lap dance, daddy?

me: do ya thing.

She started working her ass on my lap. It made me hard as shit.

stripper: i can fix that.

She walked away and started motioning me to follow her. I looked over and Krit and he nodded. I got up and followed her to the back.

It was a 30 minute session if ya know what i mean. She wasnt the best but it was satisfying. I found Krit and we left. It was late and i was hungry. We stopped at Waffle House to eat.

We walked in and sat. I spotted this cute ass chick. She was a brown skin with shoulder length dark hair. She was bad, bad.

Krit: nigga who you eyeing out?

He turned around and saw the girl. He started smiling and shit.

Krit: you want hit that?

me: chill.

krit: yo go over and talk to her.

me: shut up nigga, i got this.

krit: wait, you and La still not talking?

I shook my head no then approached her table. I need lil mama on my team.

me: hi, how you doing. Im Toren, and you are?

Bre: im Bre.

me: Bre... Its nice to meet you Bre.

Bre: so i noticed you across the restaurant. I thought i was trippen

me: nah you wasnt trippen. I just had to come talk to you.

Bre: oh really, why is that?

me: i thought you were cute. You caught my eye as soon as i sat down so i thought hey why not go over and introduce myself.

Bre: Oh thats nice. Im kinda glad you did. So your from around here, Toren?

me: yeah. You?

Bre: Im from Oakland but i stay in Compton.