Hustler

Passion

"Passion I'm hungry where is mommy?" My little sister Honey asked. "Who knows. I'll go get you something to eat stay here an dont open the door for anybody." I told her. She nodded and went and sat on the bed. I began walking down the street staying in the hood was no joke. I barley wanted to leave Honey at home alone but I know what Im about to do and I didn't want her seeing that. I was making my way to Walmart which wasn't that far from where I stayed. I would be there in less than five minutes.

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I basically just stole food from Walmart. I never get caught cause I've been doing it for so long I'm used to it. I remember the first time I stole I was 10. Im now 18 years old. The only reason I haven't left my mom is because of my sister. I hate my mom I don't care what no one has to say about it. I hate her and that will never change. My mom put me and my little sister through so much shit. My sister is now 5. She's the sweetest little girl you will ever meet but she is quick to turn that around.

As soon as I walked into the house I heard my mom fussing at Honey. I walked into her room quickly. "Why is you fussing at her?" I asked my mom. "Because her stupid ass ain't open the fucking door! You need to stop telling her to lock the door." She rolled her eyes.

"Patrica I'm not gone fuss with you." I warned her. "Get yo black ass out my face." She spat. Yes Im dark skinned and she wasted no time pointed that out. She's brown skinned but my father was Haitian and Jamaican. I don't know him he died a long time ago.

"Yes Im black. Im a dark skinned girl and im beautiful as fuck!" I snapped on her. "Black as fuck." She laughed. As much as I wanted to slap the skin off her ass I didn't. I just closed the door in her face and kept going about my day.

"Why is mommy so mean?" Honey asked. "Because she's sick." I lied to her. I can't tell a five year old that our mother is just a bitter bitch. "Well I want to go get ice cream." Honey smiled. "You will one day." I told her.

She wants to go to an Ice Cream store but I can't afford it. At least not for long. I ended up getting a job at a local strip club.

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"Can you watch Honey? You know I don't trust her." I asked my close friend. "Where you going?" She asked as she smacked on her gum loudly. "I got a new job." I said not going into detail. We may be friends but I don't trust these bitches out here. Half of them are snakes.

She nodded and I handed her Honey and went to walk to the strip club. I got some little ass outfit from Patrica's room. It was a two piece purple sparkly bikini with some heals to match. I expected her to have the clothes cause she does this type of stuff.

This isn't my first time stripping. Ive done little parties but the money went by pretty quickly. Now that I have an actual job doing it I know I'll make a lot more money.

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The song Love Like Honey cane on by Pretty Ricky.

I wanna sex you till you fall fast asleep. In the bedroom and listen to this blue star beat. Lay your body down. Girl I want you next to me

I began doing little tricks on the pole. I felt the money start coming in I couldn't help but smile. I kept going of course. I grinned to the beat.

Your Loves like honey sticky and slow. Drip drop like rain drop. Girl i gotta have some more. Your loves like ice cream. Creamy and slow tick tock like my clock. Baby wind your body slow.

I kept going all the way until the end of the song. After I collected the money and walked off the stage. I handed the bag of money to the security. He is supposed to give the money to my boss. I guess I'll do the lap dances for now.

I walked out and seen smoke in the air and ass everywhere as well. I was just simply walking around when I felt someone pull me. "You new?" He asked. I nodded my head yeah. "Lemme get a private dance." He whispered in my ear.

I nodded and we walked to a private room. Of course a security guard was in the room. "No touching." He told the dude. He nodded. As a song began to play I slowly grinned on his dick. I heard him grunt and i chuckled to myself. Niggas are quick to get hard over little things