𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐦𝐞

3

ATLANTA GEORGIA
JUNE 12, 2021
11:11pm

"What he sayyy, aye—"

  "Don't like no outside bitch, I like a homebody, first time me fuckin, I told nobody" Lakeya drunkly rapped into Nelcia's phone camera. "Thought she was a Pretty Ricky bitch but she like Yo Gotti" Dallas chimed in with his arm wrapped around her shoulder—drunkly saying the words with her.

"Thinking she a pretty decent bitch but she a hoe probably" Everyone yelled the lyrics out loudly, they were turning the club up in their section. Silas and his friends had woods moving in rotation between everyone who was with them, they had five dancers in the section that were mingling around with everyone.

Different bottle girls were coming through, making sure they were set on drinks and Silas was constantly adding more to his tab.

The Dj had been mixing songs since the night started and the stage remained just as live as the sections were. Multiple girls switched out turns on the stage as time went by which kept the money flowing in good—Damaris had a talented lineup.

The song transitioned and the lights of the club turned dark blue, the floss the dancers wore glowed brightly under the lights and other neon colors people had on also showed under the UV lights.

Lakeya started to wind her hips to the music and Nelcia joined in with her—placing her hands on her waist.

"Hold on," she dragged her words while smiling at Lakeya.

Nelcia started to rain bills down on Lakeya as she playfully threw it back on her—catching the beat to the song. Lakeya was the definition of slim thick, the top of her figure was slender but her hips stuck out and gave her shape and so did her butt which caught her a lot of attention when she wore clothes that make her body more visible.

"Go friend," Nelcia repeatedly chanted while slapping money onto her ass, one of the dancers came over and joined in with Lakeya—bending over to start twerking with her.

"Ugh Im drunk," Lakeya blubbered—pulling her skirt down, her balance was weak, she felt like dropping down to the floor just because.

She lifted her head meeting eyes with one of the dancers, "Pretty self—come here" she said taking Lakeya by the hands, she was confused at first but she couldn't pull herself to say anything.

She brought her over to the couch where everyone was sitting and turned Lakeya around to sit down on the lap of whom she was just occupied with—which was Silas.

Lakeya didn't realize that she was sitting her down on anyone until she felt his legs up under her. Before she could say anything the dancer tilted her head back by her chin and smiled at her. "Say ah mama," she said looking down at Lakeya as she held the dark bottle of Casamigos above her face.

Lakeya willingly opened her mouth and she proceeded to pour the liquor down her throat, she continued to pour until she brought her head down—swallowing the mouth full of Casamigos.

It made her chest feel hot which caused her to groan a little bit before blowing a whiff of air out her mouth. The dancer gave herself a shot before leaning behind Lakeya to give Silas a shot with them. Lakeya turned her head behind her to finally see who it was she was sitting on top of and seeing Silas's face nearly made her pass out.