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Beatrice (Honey/Bea) was just tryna hustle, live and go to school. Never one to be in a serious relationship, she finds herself pregnant by Lucas Warren, who ditches Honey to raise her baby alone without any help from him.
Why? L...
"Hey Honey." Chanel greeted Beatrice using her stage name.
"Wassup Chanel.....?" She was still aggravated from earlier at the bank. She hated having to drop her earnings in the bank the next day. The employees always giving her the boujie ass looks.
Bea dropped her bag in her station. Chanel was that thick ass dimepiece. Smooth caramel skin, pretty brown eyes. She was average height, but her body was banging. No stomach and thick wide hips, with the ass to match.
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Chanel
"You aight?" Chanel was from the same block as Bea and they grew up together. Chanel was the one that helped Bea get the job at Cooley's,almost two years ago when she was just 21.
They were good friends. Chanel loved the life she lived, the fast money was her thing. Honey didn't mind it neither, it paid the bills and her classes. She just had to think for the future now and understood that stripping couldn't be something she did for the rest of her life.
"Yeah.....I'm good." Honey said absently.
They heard the rapid noise of heels come running in the dressing room. Chyna, Diamond and Ecstasy came in a rush. Digging through their dressing stations for whatever they were looking for. "What's wrong with y'all?" Chanel asked looking at them pull out their best costumes.
Someone with pockets here.....
That had to be the only reason why they were running up in here. When deep pockets came in Cooley's, then the sluttiest and best costumes came out.
"Gurl.....Eric and Ezrah Pearson is here and guess who they with?" Ecstasy asked excitedly.
Eric Pearson was probably the biggest hoe out here. From what Honey heard from other girls at the other strip clubs, he dropped stacks. He was fine and all, but that hoe mentality was all the way fucked up. His brother was in an off and in relationship with some woman who was a model.
I'm so good right now.....
"Who?" Chanel asked, getting her costume and make up ready.
"Johnny Coleman." A shiver went down Honey's spine and the image from earlier popped in her head. Leaving the bank, she walked out in front of Johnny. That quick eye contact, with those clear green eyes he got.......damn.....in person he was so much sexier.....
Johnny was a fine ass white boy. He had that swag that the two brothers had, it would have been weird for a white boy. But damn that shit fit him so well. Johnny was tall and thick, tatted the fuck up, gauges in his ears and these green eyes that felt like they were staring in your soul.
Honey heard about Johnathan Coleman, the son that worked with his dad at Ultra Inc, but had the nastiest relationship with his him. Johnathan Coleman, who now owned 4 of the best tattoo shops in Philly. Honey heard that he did some work in one of the shops too.
