"Where you going Taj??"
I finished getting dressed.
"Just for a walk."
"Let me go."
"Not this time Lay. Besides you suppose to be cleaning before ma get back."
She sighed and got out the bed.
I couldnt help but admire how good I look in my outfit. Coral tank top shirt, ripped white pants with my matching heels, purse, and jewelry.
I threw my hair into a messy bun before brushing my teeth.
Ray was outside with Quan when I came out.
"Where you going lil mama?"
I rolled my eyes.
"To mind my business."
"Let me give you a ride."
I thought about it then looked down at my feet.
"Ugh, come on."
I made my way to her car as she finished up her conversation with Quan.
"Take care of my sister nigga."
She brushed Quan off as she got in the car.
(Ray at the top.)
Ive always had a thing for Ray. Her lightskin, dreadhead ass so damn fine. But she work with my brother. I already worry about him in these streets, I don't need more worry added. Besides, she still mess around with her ex, Quita.
"You gone tell me where you going?"
I snapped out my thoughts.
"Citi Trends, the one by 'The Whitehouse'."
"What you know bout The Whitehouse?"
"That's the best LGBT club we got. What don't I know about it."
She nodded before turning up her radio and started rapping the lyrics to Young Dolph x On My Way.
"I text my girl and say im on the way home
She text me back and say she waiting in ha thong
Drinking wine and listening to her favorite song
Im bout to kill that cookie when I get home"Lawd she so sexy dancing and rapping to the music.
"That's ya song ain't it?"
She smiled sexily before turning the music down some.
"Hell yeah, just wish I could relate."
"Mm."
"What's that for?"
I looked out the window.
"From what I know you can."
She laughed as she pulled in Citi Trends parking lot.
"If you talking bout Quita that's old news."
I shook my head and laughed.
"You full of it. But thanks for the ride."
"Need me to come back?"
"Ill use somebody phone and let you know."
We said our goodbyes and I slowly walked to the store.
After Ray was out of sight I made my way to Club Shake, a known LGBT strip club with 4 different owners.
"May I help you?"
I looked over at a tall darkskin man with all black on including his shades.
"Im interested in dancing."
He nodded.
"Follow me."
He lead me through dark hallways before we reached a door. He knocked and waited on an answer.
Another man that looked like his twin opened the door and let me in.
"May I help you mamn?"
A lightskin man sitting at a desk spoke without looking at me.
"I want to dance."
He sat his pen down then looked at me.
"Age?"
"19."
"Turn around, 360."
I did a full, slow turn around.
"Strip."
I slowly removed my clothes. The man got up and made his way over to me.
"You got the body for it. May I do something that determines whether you can dance here or not?"
"Long as it doesn't involve your package."
He chuckled along with the security guard before picking me up.
He ran his tongue over my nipples and started playing with my clit.
I thought of Ray doing these things to me and instantly cum on his clothes.
"Damn baby."
He put me down.
"Get dressed Passion."
I put my clothes back on.
"Passion?"
"Yes that's your name, you will work every night except Sundays. Be here by 10, you'll get off at 4. If I need you during the day ill call you. And by the way, Im Omar. Fill out this form, let me get your ID. And how much you make depends on how much I get so be honest at all times. If you make nothing, my package gets paid. Understand?
I nodded my head.
"
You know the way out."
I finished the form and got my ID back before leaving.
I made my way to Citi Trends and called Ray on their phone.
My mind wondered as I waited for her outside.
Im gone make all the money I can . Im gay, never slept with a man and I plan to stay that way.
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What Doesn't Kill Me...
General Fiction19 year old Tajanae has been in and out of trouble since her younger years. She has a drug dealing brother who has no respect for anyone and will protect her with no regret. Her mother and stepdad try their hardest to keep her step brother and siste...