Secret Life of a Pornstar

Love in this Club

On my way to SkyLounge, I call Justin to let him know I was close.

"Hey Justin, I'm pulling up."

"Okay, you can use valet. I'm gonna be standing outside."

"Okay see you in a second."

I pull up to SkyLounge and I see Justin talking to the valet guy. I grab my bag and I hop out of my car. I greet the valet and give him my keys. I tell him to take care of my baby jokingly but seriously. Justin gives me his arm and we walk inside the building. Walking into the lounge, it's lit with red lights and loud house music. There was one open area with couches, hookah and a bar but if you keep walking, there is a hallway aligned with different rooms and a stair case that leads to the roof at the end of the hallway. As I walked through I could see a glimpse into some of the rooms through the slightly open curtains. In one room there were a group of naked people having an orgy. In another room, there were all girls drinking and dancing. Everybody looked luxurious and carefree. My eyes light up like a child's in a candy store. In another room the curtains were shut completely and I couldn't see anything. Thats is the room Justin leads us to.

Walking in, there's a rectangular black table in the middle along with two couches on either side. Three men occupy one couch and there were three women across from them. They were laughing, drinking, and having a good time.

"Justin! What's up my man?" A white man with a dark, curly, short haircut like Justin Timberlake in the 90s and a lavender button up that was unbuttoned halfway down, showing his chiseled chest, awkwardly dapped Justin up. Then he looks at me in awe. "You didn't tell me she was THIS beautiful!" He kisses my hand and introduces himself to me as Bruce Bang. It fits him.

I smile and say thank you. I glance to the left of him and I do a double take because there was a fine, chocolate, bearded man next to him. We make eye contact and for a second, it feels like it's just us in the room. It felt like time froze. He walked over to me, seemingly in slow motion. I had to get it together cause I can't be out here looking thirsty for no nigga, but damn was he fine. He comes up to me and asks, "What's your name?"

"Angel." I respond, keeping it short and sweet.

"Nice to meet you, Angel. You been here before?" He looks at me intensely. I was ready to jump his bones.

"Nah, this my first time. You must come here often."

"Aw yeah this the spot. Let me show you around?"

You ain't gotta ask me twice!

"Sure, let me tell Justin I'll be back." I go tell Justin in his ear that I was going to explore the club. He tells me not to be gone too long and that he has more people to introduce me to. I walk back over to my mystery man and tell him I'm ready. He gives me his arm and we head out to see the rest of club.

"So, you never told me your name." I say.

"It's Jay. Jay Strokes."

"Oh you gon' give me the pornstar name huh?" I laugh as we walk down toward the stairs at the end of the hall of rooms.

"I could say the same, I know your name ain't Angel."

"You got me." I laugh as we walk up the steps leading us to the rooftop. We come to a balcony-like area with a glass screen protecting us from the edge of the roof.

"This is my favorite part of the club. Look at the view from here."

The view was nice. The music was bumping. There were couches and tables with red umbrellas. There were two bars on either side of the rooftop and it all overlooked Atlanta. It was beautiful.