The art of hustle

Chapter one

East Miami.

"Girl, these nails are cute but you need a refill. Won't you stop by the shop later and i'll fix them for you."

"Sure nicki, always want to do somebody's nails." Thembi said smacking her gum.

"Well that's my profession and i can't sit here and look at your nails while they look like that." I laughed.

"They aren't even that bad, what you need to do is worry about those guys who keep pointing over there." She said and we both looked in their direction.

"That's mitch, drug dealer and he's crazy."

"Maybe that's someone you need, like a crazy guy."

"You're talking as if i'm not in a relationship though." I said rolling my eyes.

"As much as jamal goes on business trips, you're not. God knows what he does in those other city's."

"Well, i trust him and i'm not insecure soooooooo that's my business. Thanks though."

"Oop, my bad but uh mitch is walking over here anyway." I choked on my drink a little and sat up straight.

"Hey ladies, my name is mitch and ya'll?"

"I'm thembi and this is my best friend nicki."

"Mind if i take a seat?"

"Yes." I said and thembi interrupted me.

"Not at all, please." I rolled my eyes and sipped more of my drink.

"I'm having a house party and i be seeing you around all the time so i wanted to invite you and ya friend." He said staring me down. He slid me a card and jogged off.

"Hm, that just might be a go."

"Why you all of a sudden single?" Thembi asked laughing.

"When i see him, i see dollar signs. He's inviting us to his house."

"Smart ting."
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Later that night.

"I don't think this dress is the right one for tonight. I want him to be drooling." I ran my hands down my curves looking in the mirror.

"Bitch, that's perfect what you mean?"

"Ok well lets go, we're late anyway." I grabbed my clutch and we headed to the truck. When we pulled up it was a bunch of cars outside and a lot of people were just arriving. "Take a picture of me" i said standing by the car.
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"This place is like a palace." I said looking around and observing.

"It is, very beautiful."

"Don't forget what we talked about."

"I didn't."

"I see you made it." Mitch said walking up rubbing his hands together eyeing me.

"Yeah, i love your place."