It was 3 in the morning and I was waiting for this nigga to come. I didn't know why he was taking so long. I didn't know who it was, but I knew they were ringing me up with some dude who was spending big money. He needed to hurry up because my shift over in about 40 minutes.
I waited for another 5 minutes until the door opened up. There in the dim light, I could see a tall dark skin man gazing at me. "What you looking scared for?" He asked.
"Cross?" I asked. Was that him?
"In the flesh." He walks towards me smiling his million dollar smile. I could've died at how fine this man was. But why was he here with me? This was Cross. I hadn't seen him in about a week.
"How can I help you?"
"No, that's my question to you."
"Well...I'm not in need. You know you been very good to me already Cross."
"I know. I do know that. But i think it's time for a change." He sits, right next to me. He was close enough for me to smell the cologne on him. It smelled hella expensive, but i knew Cross could afford it.
"What change?"
"I don't want you on the poles anymore. Now this ain't a Cross Demand, this is just a simple offer. You will still run your shit and get your money if you don't take it. But this offer...it's exclusive. You've been with me for a while. I trust you. That's the only reason I will be asking you of this."
"Why can't Remi assist you?" I asked him. Remi was Cross' wife, or down to the ground I'll-do-anything-for-him hoe. I was good friends with her, when we weren't giving each other nasty looks and that was just about all the time. She knew Cross and I were good. I guess she expected for him to treat me like the other girls that worked around here. I had been knowing Cross way before i started at Dirty Fantasies. He even picked me up from school every once in a while when I did go. He was like a brother I never had and a fine ass man I should have.
"Because I asked you. Remi been getting her ass in trouble and she not far from catching herself a way out the door. Now, look. I need you to quit the poles. Remi got Cross' label, but not the right work. I need you to watch my place. Do the same job Remi wants to do. Don't let these broads run over you. Remi lets herself get too cool with these heffa's. But you, you know money comes first and I like that." He smirked.
"Mhm." I said raising an eyebrow at him.
"You could have been Remi. Something got in the way. The poles." He nodded towards the door. I remember Cross' rule. He only wanted pussy that was virgin. He got exactly what he wanted because Remi was only a year old than me and she was just about the quietest girl at school. In all honesty, I was after Remi's pussy too before I found out she was fucking with Cross. The girl has a banging body but I guess she just didn't know how to use it. That was until Remi and Cross had some whole reunion at her house because he saved her life. I don't know the whole story but I knew if it wasn't for the gunshot Cross had somebody fire; she would not be Micheal Carter's wife.
I laughed. This man had so much to his name. He owned three spots such as these. One in Bedstone, one in Compton, and Harrisville. Micheal Carter...Aha. No matter how much I wanted him, I knew it was better to stay away from being his girl. Cross was the type of man to knock you on your feet when you played around with his money, time, or emotions. Yeah he was what you'd call a coward. Because in reality, abuse was his favorite partner and they played together well. That's how he earned his name. Cross. Don't cross him the wrong way, you might end up like Harvey; Cross' uncle.
Brief introduction on who Harvey is: a crack head. Cross not only own strip joints, but if you get the right coupon you can get a 40% deal off on all drugs. I try to stay away from all that bullshit. Now Harvey? That man can smoke up the crack and the pipe if you let him. Anyway, he owed Cross some money. I guess he was high and the cash was no where to be found. We saw the door of Dirty Fantasies burst open at one time, Hank and Peanut the hustlers for Cross, dragged his ass in. They took him down to Cross' office, being me I was nosy. Next i heard some punches and the door to the BL close. There was silence after that only because I couldn't hear what was going on over the loud music playing through the place. About two days later, I was just ready to end my shift when i saw Harvey coming out the BL, bloody as hell. He was stumbling, all the way to the door and let his self out. I over heard Peanut asking to finish him off but Cross said, "Nah, that's family".
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N Is For Nastee
FantasyKailie Jackson, better known as "Nastee", her stripper name- Currently living in Bedstone. Addicted to working the pole and sliding her tongue on things she shouldn't. Dirty mouth? She has one. This troubled 21 year old needs help. Love? She doesn't...