I was born and raised in the projects of Chicago, IL. Yup I was born in the Harold Ickes home right on the couch in my Momma's house On September 12, 1991 at 4 in the morning. When I was about 8 years old my mother got strung out on the crack cocaine and my daddy was never around from the jump. At the age of 14 I moved in with my Granny, who lived in the Ickes too, because my mom was strung out so bad she couldn't take care of me anymore.
When I moved in with my Granny my uncle moved in with us two years later which means I was 16. When he moved in everything went downhill for me because he began to molest me and he told me if I tried to tell he would kill me so I kept my mouth closed. One night my uncle came into my room and that night I guess he got tired of just feeling on me so he tried to stick his nasty dick inside of me and I guess God heard my prayers because before he could get my panties off my granny busted into my room and shot him in his back. He landed on top of me so I quickly removed his naked boy off me and scurried into my granny's arms.
Now, I'm a 23 year old women living in the ghetto still except now that they tore down the Ickes I live in the Dearborn Homes on 28th street. I'm in college right now to be an orthodontist. If it's one thing I know learned from my granny is that No man wants a dumb ass female and no female wants a dumb ass man. I work as a stripper so that I can get through college because lord knows that as broke as I am I won't be getting through school without stripping.
"Oh shit I need to get ready for work", I said while jumping out of bed and running right into the bathroom.
I was grabbing my make-up and putting on my jays with my sweats and tank top showing off my tattoos. Did I ever mention that I had a banging ass body one of coca cola bottle figures except I had a little tummy because I stopped working out? When I was getting dressed I ran walked out my house closing and locking my front door.
"Shit", I mumbled under my breath because I left my phone in the house on the charger
I opened up the door and ran into my room to grab my phone and leave for good this time. Instead of taking the elevator I walked down the stairs even thou the stairway reeked of piss. I quickly got from the third floor to the first floor.
"Hey Cassie", the security guard said greeting me
"Hey Leo", I said still walking
"Where you going at this time of night", he asked me being nosy and shit.
"Why you all in my business", I asked laughing at him
"Because the only thing open at this time of night is strip clubs and legs", he said looking down at his watch
"What time is it", I asked
"Almost 1:30 in the morning" he said
"Oh shit bye Leo I have to leave." I said running out the door and right into my car
I heard some young niggas tryna' holler but I wasn't about to give them the time of day to get at me... I started up my car and pulled out of the driveway bumping the Honest album by Future. Future was one sexy ass dread head that man can get it any day or anytime if he want it. I thought to myself. I hopped on the highway making my way to the club I worked at. It was like a 10 minute drive to the strip club from my house. It wasn't long before I was knocking on the back door of the club to get in. James a big fat nigga came and opened the door for me
"Wassup Dutches. Yo' cute ass always running late", he said letting me in and allowing me to walk in before him so he can look at my ass.
"Mind your business James" I said walking off to the dressing room
When I walked in all the girls looked at me with dirty looks because none of these bitches liked me except for Mariah aka Mocha and she was on stage. I ignored those bitches and went to my section and got ready to go on because I went on stage right after Mocha.
When I was done getting ready I was wearing some 7in heels in a pink bikini with them bottoms being a thong and the top only being little triangles to cover my nipples. I put on my silky black robe and waited for Mocha to come of the stage not even waiting for 2 minutes Mocha came walking of the stage with a bunch of ones in her hands
"Good luck girl the club is packed tonight with a bunch of cute ass niggas", Mocha said to me
With being said I walked behind the curtain waiting for the DJ to introduce me
"Now that was Mocha she's a beauty but here's everyone's favorite the one and only DUTCHES", the Dj said hitting the lights and turning on the song ghetto by August Alsina
I love the way you keep them heels on
Hair ain't yours but it's paid for and it's real long
Show them tattoos when you switch it up
With your J's on
And you got ass so fat that I can't help but Feel On
And you keep it real when it comes to having sex
Girl you don't ever flex
Long as I fuck you good
You ain't worried bout what's next
That's why I keep you here
You ain't like them other hoes
Cause you the fucking best
Just in case you didn't know
I was working the pole when this one guy caught my attention. Lawwd was that man fine he was light skinned with nice pink plump lips. He had on a shirt with no sleeves showing off his tattoos on his arms and had on the cargo shorts with his bred 11's on. He was looking right. While I was climbing up the pole I came back down hard into a split and all the guys started throwing a shit ton of ones and I looked up at the dude and he happened to be watching me and smiling hard ass fuck dammnn he had a cute ass smile too. When Rich Homie Quan's part came on. I walked off the stage and went right over to him. I got on top of him and straddled him and starting grinding my hips on his piece. He put his hands on my waist and started dancing with me too. I removed his hands and turned around so that my ass was up and my face was down and started shaking my ass next thing you know I feel a hand come down hard on my ass. I looked back at him and he was smiling while gripping my ass after his verse was over I started to walk away but he grabbed me back.
"What time is your shift over", he asked me with lust all in his eyes
I didn't reply I just walked back to the stage and finished off the song. I picked up all my money off the floor and walked back to the dressing room where Mocha was counting her money. I sat down next to her and did the same thing. After I finished counting my money I came out with a total of 1,500 dollars and Mocha had 1,000.
When the club was closing I was walking out the door making my way to my car when someone came up behind me and grabbed my ass I almost turned around slapped the shit out of him but when I turned around it was only tattoos.
"I never got your name", he said
"Yeaa you did. My name is Dutches", I said smiling at his cute ass
"Nahh what's your name and not your stripper name", he quoting a Lil Wayne song
"You don't need to know that right now", I said opening my car door
"Well My name is Jason but they call me Jase for short", he said taking my phone out my hand
"Uhh what do you think you're doing", I asked snatching my phone out of his hand
"I was just putting my number in there", he said taking my phone back
He dialed his number and called his phone
"Now you I have your number and you have my number", He said walking off.
Damn that man is fine I thought to myself as I got into my car and rode home. When I got home it was 6am. Man was I tired I took a quick shower and lay in bed naked until I fell asleep.
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To the side is a picture of Jason ^_^
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GHETTO (Urban)
Любовные романыCause you ain't got A half a million dollar condo And you ain't got A hundred thousand dollar car But you got a billion dollar body Trust me I know You keep it hood no matter where you are Cause you come from the ghetto Love Em' from the ghetto Girl...
