You never would've thought that this would be the life I lived growing up. I was a girl that made honor roll every year and never missed a day of Bible study. Mama never played when it came to school or church.
I wonder to myself, how did I come down this path?
Ike burst through the room's door. "Bitch get your lazy ass up and clean yourself off. You have another damn performance, don't keep my guests waiting."
"Yes, Ike." Jumping out of the bed, I run towards the bathroom. I turn the shower on and begin cleaning myself. The hot water brings relief to my sore body. I lift my hands up and start to massage my scalp. Letting my hands fall back down to my side, I feel my hair flow down my back. "Girl what the fuck are you doing in that bathroom. Hurry the fuck up and get back on that stage."
I quickly shut the water off and start drying off. "Okay Ike, give me a minute to get dressed."
"Get dressed? Bitch you don't need no God damn clothes."
Ike barges into the bathroom and grabs my arm. Dragging me to the stage, he throws me on the floor of the stage.
I push my naked body off the floor and begin crawling down the catwalk. With my long hair covering my face, I whip my hair back with a yank of my head. I crawl to the pole and wrap my hands around it. Climbing up the pole I start to shake my head slightly, letting my hair sway from side to side. Reaching the top of the pole, I tighten my legs. Gently letting my top part slide down, I spin around the pole while my wet breast glistens in the spot light.
I take my hands through the middle of my thighs and grab the pole. Releasing my legs, I flip off. Standing up, I place my hands on my thighs and begin to feeling my way pass my still wet chocolate core and up to my breast. Caressing my breast with both hands, I arch my back squatting and let them slide back down my stomach and wet core to my thighs.
I fall back down to all four and begin to crawl towards a man reaching his hand out with a twenty clutch in between. Reaching the man, I stare him in they eyes. Softly licking my lips I bite the twenty, pulling it of his hands. Feeling exhausted I stand up and slowly walk away. My hips bounce from side to side like two perfectly dark basketballs.
