Mistery
I was in dressing room when the manager of the club, Zaye, I had a customer in room 22. Only ballin niggas can afford that room. I had on a lavender bra and underwear set with the same color silk robe. That room has red everything in it. A red couch, bed, carpet, pole, and bar. The radio and speakers are black. I walk in to see Antonio smirking. This nigga! I walk toward the pole and do my tricks. His eyes stay on me the whole time. Those sexy ass eyes. I jump, upside down turn and then land in a split and twerk. I stood between his legs and started grinding on his leg. I take off my robe to tease him. I keep grinding, then I take off my thong. My shit all out in the open. He licks his lips and pulls my down towards him. We chest to chest.
”You, should let me take care of you ma.”
” Oh really, why?"
"Its better than shaking yo ass for perverted ass and thirsty ass niggas."
"But your here soo...."
"I can have any bitch I want. I came here cause I wanted to ask you a question. Whats my answer?"
"I don't know."
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Mistery
Fiction généraleMistery Lester is a 22 year old woman with lots of issues. Every since being raped and blamed for it she has been on her own. Mistery never had anyone to love and she's very bitter over that. Mistery is half black and Puerto Rican, but has never met...
