Desmond POV
I was surprised that this beautiful woman had me standing up and clapping. She was perfect. I needed to find her. "See bitch , I told you! Look at your ass daydreaming." Laughed Keem. I couldn't help but laugh cause it was true. "You should pay for a private dance." Keem suggested "I really should , how much is it?" I asked "it's $200" answered Keem. "In that case , bye! And don't leave without me!" I semi yelled over the music "I'll try not to, don't take all damn night!" He yelled back. I walked up some stairs to the owners office , Mike. I knocked on the door and he yelled for me to come in. I opened the door and there he was sitting at his office chair , with a blunt rolled , and his feet cocked up on his desk. "How may I help you?" Mike asked "umm , I wanna pay for a private dance." I told him " okay , that's $200 , is there someone special you wanna see?" Mike questioned "yes , Kakey." I said. "Okay , I'll tell her , and you can follow me to the back rooms" Mike said. He got up from his seat and walked in front of me. We walked back down the stairs , passed all the tables , passed the bar , and went to this black door. Mike knocked three times and a big guy in black , opened the door. I assumed he was security , Mike told him to take me into a private room. It was a hall full of rooms , he took me to the last door on the right. "Have a seat" he told me. I did so. "I'm Blake , and I'm here in case some crazy fool try to hurt the girls. So don't try no shit. There are cameras in here also. You only have an hour , so enjoy. Your dancer will be here in a few." Blake said and walked out. I sat in the chair , and looked around , it's nothing but a pole , and a stereo in here. The room is a little dark , which made it seem so sexual. The door opened , and there she was. She had on a long leather black coat. She walked to the stereo , and pressed play. "Wetter" by twista blasted through the room. She slowly took off her coat and let it drop to the floor. She had on a black thong , a black strapless bra , and black pumps. Just when she was about to start her dance. I stopped her. "Kakey..." I said. She looked at me and pressed stop on the stereo "yes?" She asked "I prefer you not to dance ... I just wanted to talk to you." I truthfully told her "talk? About what? You wanna be with me? Or how you can change my life and give me the world?" She asked. I was shock at how she acted. "umm.. something like that. I really think your beautiful , and I wanna get to know you better. I can tell your different. No bullshit." I told her. "Thanks , but I can't turn business into pleasure. You have a lot of courage , I must say." She said , "thank you , but who said this had to be pleasure? I just wanna get to know you." I said "Get to know me? Why? The only thing you need to know is your hour is almost up." she harshly told me. "You really are a piece of work , I see. Can I at least get your name?" I chuckled. She stared at me for a minute "La'Star" she answered. She picked up her coat and before I could say anything , she walked out the door. I sat there for a minute and thought about her name. La'Star. That's a unique name. I got up and walked out the room. As I made it up the hall Blake give me a head nod , I handed him the $200 and he opened the door for me. I walked to the bar , and there was a very drunk Keem. I knew I was gone have to drive his ass home tonight. I checked my phone and I had a few messages from people , but none of importance. I noticed the time and it's only 2:46am , and this nigga is hammered. As Keem took his last shot , I grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him to the exit. Luckily , Keem wasn't one those people who got drunk and wanted to fight. Keem gets drunk and all he does is laugh , and stumble. I took his keys from his back pocket and helped him into the passenger seat. I jogged to other driver side , and got in. Once I made it to his house. I parked his car in the garage and unlock his house door. I went back to the car and helped him in the house , up the stairs , into his bedroom. I threw him on the bed and put his keys on his dresser. I went back downstairs , and called my a cab.
Author's Note;
Mike in the MM
