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Chapter 5

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"Can I tell y'all sumthin'?"

Johnathan, along with Kentrell and Sheyaa, stopped what they were doing and turned to look at the green dread head. They had all been downstairs in the living room, watching movies and cuddled up on the couch, the marathon going deep into the night.

The smaller lightskin man nervously shuffled in his spot inbetween his legs, not making eye contact with any of them. The tallest out of all of them went to pause the movie, and gently nudged Joe with his arm.

"What's wrong baby?" Johnathan asked.

The man bit his lip. "I just...I don't want y'all to laugh at me."

"We won't."

"I sure as hell will-" And Sheyaa immediately popped Kentrell in the lip to shut him up, making the man pout something fierce.

"Go head Joey."

"...W-when we was at the job fair, y'all remember I said someone was starin' at me and shit right? Well, the nigga came up to me and offered me a job as a...strippa'."

No one said anything for a solid thirty seconds, Johnathan surmising that they were all too shocked to really find the situation funny. The concept just sounded too foreign to the taller's ears, stripper and Joe in the same sentence? He never thought he would see the day.

"Well, um." Sheyaa started, obviously trying to be mature about the topic. "Soooo how do you feel about it?"

Joe played with his fingers, and Johnathan took it upon himself to gently rub up and down the man sides to calm him down, all three of them patiently waiting for him to talk. "...I'm considerin' it? You know I wasn't really findin' any otha' jobs that I liked at the fair. I looked this place up, and it's legit."

"But..." Kentrell started.

"But what?"

"Are you sure a strippa', is whatchu wanna be? People think that it's just sumthin' easy to do, but that's a tough environment to work in mane. And you know you got bad anxiety too Joe."

"Are you gonna be ok bein' half or all the way naked infront of a bunch of muthafuckas you don't know? Who are loud, drunk, horny, and grabby?" Johnathan added, all their eyes watching the smaller lightskin begin to contemplate over their words.

"But most importantly: is it sumthin' you see yoself doin' and likin'?" Sheyaa asked, raising an eyebrown at the man. "Cuz gettin' and workin' a job that you don't like isn't fun and there isn't going to be anythin' to motivate you to want to continue to do it."

Joe shrugged. "I mean, I guess? If anythang, that pay is motivatin' me, I just want some money. I don't think I really got the body fo' it, but-"

"Whatchu mean? Yo body nice as hell." Kentrell said, the other two nodding in agreement.

"Y'all know what I mean mane." The lightskin blushed and crossed his arms, a cute little from on his face. "I'm not exactly curvy and ma ass ain't all that fat."

"You got a lil sumthin' sumthin back there. Remember, you got three niggas hea' to make that shit fat as hell if you want." Kentrell said absentmindedly, going through his grill with one of those dental floss picks.