Tandem-A urban Tale

Tessa

"Here, begging ass bitch." He smiled, handing me 300 dollars, then zipping his jeans up.

I counted the 20's one by one, "Thanks daddy." I kissed the side of his beard.

Samuel was so fine!
Tall, dark, muscle built.
All the hoes wanted him at Rubbles.

"You going to work tonight?" He asked me catching his breath.
I nodded.

"I'll be up there."

I rolled my eyes, "Why? You tryna pay me there too?"
He smirked, "Yeah you, and them other hoes too."

He looked me up and down.
His wristwatch was glistening so hard that It almost blinded me.
"Why yo pussy was extra wet today? You was up there playing with that mutha fucka or sum ?" He asked me.

I quickly got out the car, "Bye Sam."
I walked off.
He let the window down, watching me walk away from him.

I turned around, and he was still watching.
The man was obsessed with me.
It's crazy because he never ever asked me to be his girl.
It wasn't like I was looking for him to ask but, it would have been nice.

Would I say yes though ?
Probably would.
You know what, I really don't know.

Later that night, I got ready for work.
I put on my Shiny, Fringed Halter Bikini Top with matching panties.
My tall, stiletto heels with rhinestones all around them.
I was looking to good.
I molded my hair back and threw on one of my lace front wigs.
Blonde and curly to be exact.
As I was putting on my long, false eyelashes I got a text from Glo.

"Hey Tessa, just texting to say stay safe tonight."

She always worried about me working at the club. she say that its dangerous.
I knew how to protect myself though.
I kept a Ruger LCP Max in my Louis Vuitton purse at all times.
Sam gave it to me when we first met, saying it was a way to protect myself because I was to pretty.

"I'll be ok bestfriend...I'll text you when I get home." I texted back.

On my way to Rubbles, I blasted Beyoncé all the way there.
Beyoncé is definitely my all-time favorite artist.
I've been in love with her since I was about 10 years old.

I pulled up, and it was crowded.
The line was wrapped around the building.

It was Sunday.
Ladies night.
It was when the men pay $50 to get in and can bring one girl with them for free.
I loved ladies night because I always left the club with at least 3,000 dollars.
We have had rappers come spend 10,000 a night.

I parked in the back of the building.
The back is where all the strippers parked.

It was swarmed with all types of security and police to protect us.

My phone rang and it was Sam.

"Where you at baby doll?"

I really hated when he called me baby doll.
It was annoying.

"I'm parked..I'll meet you inside at the bar."

The security guard walked me through the back, and I went straight to the bar.
I looked around and didn't see Sam yet, so I went to the dressing room to freshen up.