where’s the blunt? Its right here daddy, relax I got you, let me light it for you. She picks up the lighter and blunt off the counter, lights it, hands it to him. AC took a pull off the blunt and walked in the den to sit on the couch. Sabrina followed him, kneeled down on the floor between his legs and began to play with his penis. Once it got up, she spat on the head, massaged it with her hand, then started to lick the tip. Then ever so slowly she began to swallow his dick as if it were a pop sickle. He took a long toke off the blunt then responded in a low voice after exhaling the chronic smoke. Shit, I love that baby, you don’t ever have to stop, this is the best feeling in the world. Slurp, Slurp, Slurp, she went on and on. Damn! Girl slow down, I’m not going anywhere, take your time, go back to that slow action. He took another pull off the blunt. Yeah that’s it mommy, yeah that’s it, suck that dick baby, suck that dick! Oh baby! Oh baby! I’m cumming! Oh Shit! Aaaahhhh, yeah that’s that shit right there baby, hell yeah. Damn, that was quick as hell though; we’ve been fucking so damn much, my dick is sore. AC rubs his penis and looks down at her. I need to take a break from your sexy nympho ass. Man, what the hell ever! You the nympho daddy! Ha-ha! He laughs. Damn right, your ass is too baby, don't front. Sabrina stands up, sits on the couch beside him. But did you like it?
Hell yeah, I loved it, when you doing it again? Whenever you want daddy! Oh really, well, we can do that shit tomorrow, my ass need to rest up, here hit some of this chronic. He sticks the blunt in her mouth, she takes a pull. Dang, where’s the food; A brother is starving. Ring-Ring. Baby hand me that phone please. Ring-Ring. She gets the cordless off the end table. Here you go daddy. Ring-Ring. Hello! Yo what’s up nigga, this Jerm. Hey what’s crackin pippin, you back in L.A yet? Yeah I just got some Laker tickets court side for next Saturday; I know you want one nigga. Hell Yeah fool, how many you got? I got 4 fool, you bringing Sabrina? I might, but keep two for me anyway. I might bring this other skirt from Riverside. Oh yeah that hot Latino mommy, what’s her name? Ahhh. Constance right! Yeah that’s it, with her fine ass. OK that's what's up Coop, just let me know what day you heading down, I got the bomb ass crib in the Valley, you can crash there when you get here. Alright Jerm, don’t get in no damn trouble before I get to L.A fool. Alright cuz, get at me. Click! He hangs up the phone. Knock-knock. Room service! Hey baby get that, it’s the food. Damn! I’m hungry as a motherfucker. Sabrina opens the door. Ummm-Ummm. That smells great! Baby, leave him a tip for me, my wallets in the room. She heads to the bedroom to get the cash. Would you like me to pour the wine Sir? Sure go ahead playa. Here you go Sir. Thank you Mr. Cooper, will there be anything else? No we cool man. OK, thank you for the tip, you guys have a great evening. Yeah you do the same, tell Manny to give me a buzz when he gets in. No problem sir, will do. The server collects his tip and heads back downstairs.
Chapter 8, The Deal.
The rain had only lasted a few hours and dried up quickly from this Vegas heat. Now the sun was setting over the hot Mojave Desert; Red, Blue, Green and Yellow neon lights illuminate the skyline. Just across the street you can see the water do its amazing dance as spectators watch with amusement. The temperature dropped a few degrees to 89 but the wind still felt like it was 110 blowing across your face. Amongst the crowd below you could see the ladies of the night in their 6 inch heels walking the strip amidst the tourist, making every effort to blend in; one could easily miss them if they didn’t know the body language. The 1 second gaze into the eye, the lift of the eyebrow, the tossing of the hips. She would hunt you down like a Lion hunts his prey; beware, these Las Vegas streets after sundown has a life of its own.
These ladies don’t flag down cars like hookers in the point, they attract their prey with animal like instincts, lure them in for the kill. Tourist scatter across the cross walks as several cars make their way through the traffic and turn into the towers. Amongst them is a black el Camino on 100 spokes, it pulls up to the curb and drops the back bumper; out steps this 6’1” , well groomed Latino male with black shoulder length hair; dressed in a dark Green suit with a gold nameplate over the right chest, which read Emanuel. Hey what’s up Dave! Hey Manny, that car is clean as hell bro.! When did you paint it? Last week bro.! Looks good, did you wax it? Nah, got it done over at herbs on Maryland parkway. Damn! They did a kick ass job. I know bro., that’s the only place I take my whips to. So what’s going on at The Towers today, anything new I need to know about? Not really man, that new tenant Ashley got in earlier today; AC seen her and was like who the fuck is that? Ha-ha. Yeah that fools a Ho, what’s he talking about? Wants you to call him, wants you to put a word in with Ashley too.
I saw him earlier, is he in now? Yeah but Sabrina's with him; they were gone all day until a few hours ago, been upstairs ever since. Damn what’s wrong with that fool, he's usually in the streets this time of night. I don’t know bro., but I’m out of here. What you in a rush for Dave, you got a big date tonight? Well some college buddies and I got this bachelor party planned for my boy at OG’s around 10pm. OK, that’s going to be crazy, have fun bro., see you tomorrow. Alright Manny, don’t forget to call your boy. I want, catch you later man. He makes his way to the Towers entrance to start his shift, while checking with the Valet’s to make sure they were ready for this busy night; he felt a tug on his arm from behind as he entered the building.
Excuse Me! Excuse Me! Sir! Sir! Yes how can I help you Mam? I just moved here from L.A, I wanted to know where I could get some good seafood from this time of night? Well let’s see, do you want to order or do a buffet? What do you mean buffet? No one has a seafood buffet! Actually we have several in Vegas Mam. Oh Really! Yes Really! Crab legs, shrimp the works! We also have the crab shack where you can place an order. Which do you prefer? Let’s do the buffet Emanuel. OK, no problem and you can call me Manny; I didn’t catch your name Mam. Oh! I’m Ashley Marciano, nice to meet you Manny. Likewise Ashley, like wise. Do you need directions or will you be using our Limo service tonight? You know what; I think I will take the Towers Limo Manny. OK, what time will you be ready to leave? An hour will be fine, kind Sir. OK, see you then Ashley, oh there might be some other guest going along also, hope that’s not a problem Ms. Marciano. No it’s fine; I’m looking forward to meeting some new friends. Alright then, see you in an hour. Thanks a lot! She smiles at him and heads back to her place.
As Manny was walking over to his desk, he stepped in a puddle of water over by the wet umbrellas that were placed in the basket from earlier today. Damn it! Who left these out! Someone can fall, break their neck or hurt their back or something! He turns around and shouts at the clerk. Could you call maintenance to take care of this! Sure thing Manny! The lobby had begun to come to life, the bar lounge band was setting up to perform later tonight, cigar smoke and the aroma of hot grilled steaks filled the air. The valets were running to park cars every 10 minutes as patrons pulled up one after another to the Towers; trying to get seats to enjoy the live band and great food. Manny heard a loud noise and noticed a couple fighting. After taking a closer look, he saw a flashy dressed Pimp arguing back and forth with his Ho. He stood 6’5” with bronze skin wearing a baby blue suit, with matching Stacey Adams, Bamboo Cane, CK Shades and long black silky hair that seem to match his black tie that over laid a white shirt. She was only 5’2” looking like a midget standing next to him, your average blonde with 34DD’s, Baby blue dress, clear 6” stiletto’s with track star legs, which probably came from walking the strip every day.
Manny ran towards the entrance to stop them from coming in, but before he could get there they started going at it again. Get the fuck away from me! Get away from me, you Bastard! Smack! What did you say Bitch! Smack! Who the fuck are you raising your voice at! Smack! Dumb ass Bitch! Smack! Oh Shit! Sir! Excuse me! Sir! Manny sprinted towards the couple. What the fuck are you doing man? You can’t be beating on her like that, especially not here! Smack! Fuck that Bitch! Smack! Now what! I’ll smack her stinking ass again. Get your ass in the car Bitch! Smack! You stankin ass bitch, can't even get my damn steak now, fucking with your stupid ass. Get in the damn car! Smack! We leaving man, this Bitch fucking with my money, Pretty Tony don’t play that shit pimpin, I’m leaving your establishment player! Manny grabs him by the arm. Get the fuck away from me! He snatches his arm away and walks off. Bitch I needs my money! Smack! I said go get in the car Bitch! Hey man, just get
