N Is For Nastee

Candy Samples

Thank you to @kween_momo for showing me love. Also I appreciate the support y'all give me. It's hard outchea for a pimp.

Today was my first day in L.I.P.S. The joint was cool i guess. It was more open than Dirty Fantasies. Bitches was walking around with there titties flopping around. Wearing only g-strings and booty shorts. Half of them looked lost and some close to it. I promised to myself not to make that mistake. I knew where i came from and where i wanted to go. 

I made my way over to the bar wearing Valetti all white skinny pants, Mamicora blouse, with nude heels. I sat down on the stool, enjoying the cushion. I was feeling the R. Kelly song playing. "What can i get for you shugga?" I looked up over the marble top counters to see a older woman smiling at me. You could tell she was aging but still she was killing it. Her slick soft curly hair was in a more messy ponytail, with a lavender colored blouse and black jeans. She was very beautiful. It scared me that she almost looked like my deceased grandmother. 

"Uhm, i think I'll take a martini." I smiled back,

"Well alright, if you may. I'll let our young assistant help you." She turned her head and there was this fine ass creature. Maybe 5'8 or so, muscles out this world, wearing a silk black men shirt, with silkier pants. She was straight up on dyke mode! 

"Hey there." She said starting to make the martini. 

"Hi."

"You must don't come here often do you? I've never seen you around here." She was charming. She swung her head around to grab a glass and her golden brown dreads flung with her. 

"Oh nah. I'm out on a project right now. Just doing my job." I took the glass from her hand.

"Well must be doing you good, because you looking real nice over there." She licked her lips. Um! I loved a freak, that is if she was one.

"Oh yes, it's fair to me." She was writing something down. She slipped me a napkin slowly with her number on it and her name which was Javi.

"How do you know I'm pleased into your type?" I smirked.

"Because even if you are or aren't, I can make you pleased." And she walked off to the back.

I smiled as i walked off. There were females walking around crazy as hell. Men clapped and joked around who they'd take home. Old people. Younger fine men stood behind the V.I.P free dance and drinks section where the bouncer looked hell of a lot familiar. "Uh, you can't be over here." I turned to see a light skin girl with her breast out looking at me.

"Last i checked i was able to put my body where ever it pleased to be."

"Well this is a closed off area for dancers. You don't look like a dancer."

"This area not closed off and Im going to need you to back up and out my face unless you don't want your job." I smirked.

"And who the fuck are you?"

"Kailie. Kailie Jackson. But you can call me Nastee."

"Oh, so you're the new girl here. Let me tell you something, you can watch me from Temple 11 if you want but I damn sure will keep my job. I'm Candy. The baddest female around here. Problem? Solve it."

"Aw sweetie, you must be so naive. Look, keep talking smack and I'll let Cross know whats up."

"Wait you know Cross?"