"Girl remember them high school day's when everyone used to drool over august?" I asked laughing.
"Yes ma, now look nigxa got hoes throwing pussy at 'em," Tracie said also laughing.
I'm Lyshell (Lie-Shell) Taylor. I'm 20 years old. I have a nice ass body and I'm a stripper. I live in New Orleans.
"Ayo, do you still have that lil' crush on Aug?"
"Girl NO!" I lied and started laughing to cover up my blushing.
"You to late, bitch nigxa got the hoes," Tracie said laughing.
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It was about time to start getting ready for work. I took a shower & did my hygiene routine. I threw on some sweats a tee and my black & white 10s.
As I was driving myself and Tracie to work, I turned on our song "No Matter What" by Future.
"We made a bond from the very beginning I found my home and my bestie. Imma be here for ya till the very end, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what," Tracie and I sang together.
"Trace, your my best friend till I die! No matter what!" I told her.
"Ha, you knew it! Fuck with us you know we got it!"
After 5 more songs we ended up at Luscious. (a/n: made up name) I went in through the back so none of my clients could see me in my "before work clothes."
When I walked in my dressing room I saw a vase filled with red roses. What the hell I thought to myself. These thirsty nigxas yo!
I started getting dressed in my lingerie, did my makeup and was just about done curling my hair when there was a knock on my door.
"Come in door's unlocked," I yelled.
"Here Lyshell, you did good yesterday take a look," said my boss Jerri.
"750'000? What the hell?" I screamed.
"Yea and I took my cut already so you really made 760'000!" Jerri said smirking. "Booty go to work huh?
"Hell yea Jerbear, you already knew baby!"
Jerri was one of my good friends. We had a lil' fling, but that was way before I became a stripper!
August p.o.v
I'm Aug. Just a yung' nigxa. I work for my money and I get anything and everything I want.
"Aye man, I'm not feelin' the club tonight," I told Tyron, my best friend from high school.
"Aiigh mama's boy, ATL clubs suck ass thoo, they don't got strippers like the N.O!"
"Word, but we finna be out there soon. I perform there for a week & the first place I perform is Luscious, the best strip club!"
"Turn UP!!! I'ma start packing," Tyron said happy as hell.
I was excited as hell to go the NOLA I missed my mom and god mom, Denise. Oh, and how could I forget about ennie meenie Lyshell or her bestie Tracie, they was always trynna sneak diss. I called my mom up just to say wassup.
Sheila - August Anthony Alsina, I haven't received a call in forever.
August - Ma I've been keeping a secret, but I have to continue to keep it.
Sheila - August it better be good or, I will get on yo ass try me!
August - It's good ma, but can I talk to Denise?
Denise - Auggie, baby wassup?
August - How are you and your two trouble makers?
Denise - Who? Lyshell and Tracie? They good and I'm fine hun.
August - Okay but I need to go. Give mama kisses for me.
Denise - Okay hunny, bye now.
Lyshell's good? She must be livin' better. Wait why am I even worrying? I had a lil' thing for her but she ennie meenie and she wasn't my type.
It was getting late so I left the studio and got ready for my flight tomorrow till I fell asleep.
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"My nigxa, my nigxa, my motherfucking nigxa," I said getting out the shower.
It was 5:32. I had a plane to catch at 8:30. I got dressed in my dark khaki jeans and wore my black diamond shirt, diamond hat and my "Green Glow 4s." Tyron was already waiting outside. I grabbed my bags and headed towards the limo.
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: August is performing at Luscious. Will he and Lyshell see each other?
: aww he misses his mom and his god mom, which is Lyshell's mom if you didn't figure it out.
..Derien..
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FanfictionLyshell has a nice life. When she was is highschool she always wanted to be with August, but at one point in time she realized 'Who would want a girl with no figure at all.' Little did she know August's hoeing ways was just a way to stop himself fro...