Living Good (Part 11)

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La' Star POV

I just sat there and sipped on my drink as this half naked hoe, who was desperately throwing herself at Desmond.

"Cat got your tongue? I asked did you missed me?" she asked again

Desmond stayed silent... he didn't look normal.

"Who is this hoe, Desmond" She asked turning her attention towards me

hoe?

"bitch, I'm LA'STAR! Who the fuck are you?" I asked, this bitch got some nerve coming at me sideways.

"I'm Candice White, Desmond's girlfriend.. I don't even know why you're here with my man anyways.." she turned her attention to Desmond

"Another gold digger, Desmond... I thought you could've did better than.......her." she smirked

did this bitch, just called me a gold digger?

"Do you fucking know me? Gold digger? Come on now, I left the gold in high school.. I'm sure you can do better than that. But by judging by the way your outfit is set up...you don't have any damn self respect. Desmond please handle your light work, before I do."

Desmond eyes got real big.. he quickly stood up.

"Candice, I believe it's time for you to go.. and you know damn well you're not my girlfriend. I don't know where you came from, but you gotta go back." he told her

"Oh really? Desmond you gone choose this heffa over me?"

"Apparently, so.." I said

This hoe, gone do the unthinkable.. and dropped to her knees and begged Desmond to leave the club with her... she should really stop.. she's embarrassing herself and Desmond.

Desmond called security and they came and took Candice out .. but as they dragged her ass out.. she said "You both will be sorry, just watch.."

That made me think... guess I'm going to have to open a can of whoop ass, cause ion take being threaten to kindly.

Desmond sat back down, once she was out of site.. and apologized.

"No need, just learn to control your hoes.."

He simply nodded.

"La'Star, I must ask .. May I take you out on a date ... I guarantee you , it'll be much better than this...people always gotta fuck up a good time."

"Desmond , I'ma have to think about that one.. remember I told you.. I don't mix business with pleasure." I told him..

I mean shit I want to go.. but I know how things might turn out and I ain't tryna go down that road. I'm scared to admit it... but I think I like Desmond.

Paula's POV

"mm.. Ke-ee-eem , I think.. I'm about to cum" right after saying that , I came.. I couldn't hold it any longer.

As Keem slowed down his pumps, I felt his warm sperm shoot through the condom. As he pulled out, he passionately kissed my lips.

He pulled up his pants and helped me pulled my dress down,making sure we looked presentable.. we were in the ladies room at the club in the last stall, I'm surprised no one came into the bathroom ... well actually luckily. But we did the deed and I feel rejuvenated.. time to dance.

As I unlocked the stall door, I tired to walk..but my legs seemed to have given out on me. Keem was standing behind me and was wondering why I wasn't moving..

"It was that good, huh?" his cocky ass smirked.

"It was alright.. could've been better.." I didn't wanna add any more fuel to his flame.

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