Thirty minutes later..her thoughts had shifted elsewhere. She was now on top of the coffee table throwing money on all three of the strippers who were dancing on the couch.Milayana stared at them with amazement, she was honestly so fascinated with strippers she wish she had the courage to do what they do just for one night to see how much money she would make.
"Shake that fat shittt" she yelled out placing a $20 in the strippers thong
"You are too litt right now" sayori chuckled holding on to her hand so she wouldn't fall off the table
"Bitch I feel—
Girl the way you're movin', got me in a trance
DJ turn me up, ladies, this yo' jam
I'ma sip Moscato and you 'gon lose them pants
Then I'ma throw this money while you do it with no hands
Girl, drop it to the floor
I love the way yo' booty goThe melody of "No Hands" by Waka Flocka caught Milayana's attention, causing her to stop talking and jump from the table, ready to dance. Whenever this song played, she didn't hesitate to move her body and have a good time.
In the corner of her eye she could see the front door opening, by now she had completely forgot about von showing up tonight.
"Girl is that king von?" One of the strippers spoke as she stopped dancing
Hearing that made Milayana sober up immediately, the nervousness that she had felt earlier had finally returned.
As she turned towards the door, she noticed Von and his friends walking in with bags from Nordstrom and Saks Fifth Avenue, along with some unfamiliar faces.
"Ooop" sayori spoke picking up a shot quickly taking it to the head
"Happy bday milly g" booka shouted as he engulfed her into a big hug
"Thank you bookamann" she replied slurring her words with her eyes still on von who was staring directly at her
"Not you fucked up already what you been sippin on? Durk spoke as he watched her struggle to hold her balance
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