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"Get it, Natasha!" A girl named Angie screams to her dancing friend who was attracting most of the men in the club. Natasha smiles, her dimples showing as she bends over and shakes her ass to the song blasting through the speakers. The girls had come out for a good night, letting loose and not having a single care in the world. Angie laughs, shaking her head lightly before walking towards the bar to order them another round of drinks.
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In the VIP section, a light skin man leaned over the railing, watching the thick beauty dance carelessly. Licking his lips he stands up straight and nudges his homeboy Royce who stood beside him.
"Yo..." He calls out and Royce takes his attention off of the Spanish baddie who'd been all over him the entire night.
"Yeah?" Royce asks and D'Sean nods his head in the direction of Natasha, who was now pushing a man away from her.
"Who's shorty?" He questions and Royce squints his eyes before dropping his mouth open in shock.
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"Oh shit! That's Natasha... from high school!" He laughs and D'Sean's eyes widen as memories of her younger flash through his head.
"Forreal? Damn... She bad as fuck now." D'Sean chuckles before smoothing out his white tee. "I'mma go say wassup." He finishes and Royce nods, turning attention back over to the Spanish chick. After pushing through the swarm of people, he finally gets a glimpse of her again and bites into his bottom lip. Their eyes lock as the people around him part like the Red Sea, letting him through.
