said, “When have you ever turned down my juices?”
Merch said, “Not right now Q. Later…Quit playing with me.”
Queen said, “Okay, playa!”
Merch said, “Don’t say that shit to me! When have you ever saw me playing? I’ll see you later.”
Chapter 3
The Club
The Spot Where It Goes Down
Samaya had a routine when she got to the club, and it works every time. It consists of scoping out the money in the room first before she hit the stage and what clients were there, so she’d know what music she had to pick.
Queen always came late since she started fucking with Merch, but Samaya didn’t complain since he was the streets and kept them with that good flame.
“We don’t clock in until we hit the stage, bitch,” Queen yelled as she entered the dressing room. Samaya already knew Queen was high off dick, and flame, when she was this happy, and happy meant they’re making extra money that night.
Samaya and Queen always shared the same dressing room unless Samaya’s younger sister Tara came in to make a quick dollar, which was rare. Skunk snatched her ass out the club scene, and put her on the right path. Tara received her high school diploma and graduated cosmetology school at nineteen.
“Thank you, Merch,” Samaya mumbled as she hit the flame. “Girl, hush! I haven’t seen him since this morning,” Queen replied.
Samaya said, “Long as you’re happy, we’re paid.”
Before doing their rounds, they took a couple of shots and flamed with their aunt, Teresa. Teresa made sure they had her best wigs on before hitting the stage so that she could advertise.
Samaya went out to greet clientele, noticing a few new faces, hoping they came to spend that bread for the main event.
When she made them wait for lap dances, it always worked for the newbies because all the other females were thirsty as fuck. Samaya would stand up and dance slowly and let them fantasize while the other females go straight to their laps bouncing, giving no tease.
Samaya said, “It’s some new money out there. I need to shine when I hit the stage.”
Queen said, “Yeah! I saw Merch and his friends here talking to Rocky fat monkey ass.”
Samaya said, “Merch came back here looking for you with his irritating ass.”
Queen said, “He told me! He said, ‘She still needs a man to tame that smart-ass mouth.’ I ignored his ass.”
Samaya said, “He can’t even tame you? The fuck he worried about me for?”
Teresa said, “I know, right! He got some fine-ass brothers. What the daddy look like? Shit!”
Queen said, “Auntie, you are so crazy.”
Teresa said, “I’m serious, though. How long are you gonna make your clients wait this time, Samaya?”
Queen said, “That shit be working for her. I tried that shit, and all my clients went to somebody else.”
Samaya said, “I already told yo ass you talk too much and to get butt naked on the stage.”
Teresa said, “Well, damn! That’s my cue to leave.”
Samaya saw this pretty woman walking up like a model with a white short silk dress, hair pulled up in a cute bun, and body looking like a gold glimmer.
Samaya said, “Jai? Okay! I see you.”
Jai said, “Yes, Saria. You look good, girl.”
Jai winked her eye at Samaya like they had a secret, but she knew Samaya wasn’t with that licking shit.
Samaya said, “You’re working that outfit, Ms. Jai.”
Jai placed a hundred-dollar bill in Samaya’s G-string. “Get yo money, girl.”
Samaya said, “Thank you, sweetie. I have a VIP table reserved for you by the stage with the bottle of your choice.”
Jai said, “I like your outfit also. Let me see how you work, girl.”
Samaya said, “Bitch finally listened to me. Take everything off! More money!”
Jai said, “What?”
Samaya said, “I’m thinking out loud. Come with me, girl.”
Samaya was picking up Queen’s money, noticing that Jai was mesmerized in deep thought watching her ass.
Queen backed up in front of Jai twerking to the beat, and Jai made it rain rain. When Merch walked up, he dropped so much money on his Queen to get Jai’s attention then walked off.
Teresa said, “Damn, Queen! Get that money.”
Samaya said, “Yassss, bitch!”
Jai said, “Okay! Work that shit!”
Samaya said, “I’ll be back, Jai!”
Samaya rushed to the back, passing Queen as she exited the stage with all smiles, and paid well. She stood behind the curtain until she heard the DJ announce her name.
She was still nervous as day one, so she would peek out to see if her regulars were at the stage.
DJ said, “Time for the main event…Sexy-ass Saria to the stage!”
DJ always added extra if you threw him a few extra dollars, making the ladies feel extra special. Especially if you’re pretty, and he wanted to fuck. He’d say your name like you’re a Hollywood actor coming out to get a goddamn Grammy.
Merch said, “Look, bro! There she is!”
DJ said, “Ms. Saria…”
Samaya was strolling down the stage, noticing that Merch was trying to grab Queen before she could get to the stage.
DJ said, “Fellas and beautiful women. Help me welcome Saria to the got damn stage.”
She swung her head down and got on all fours, started crawling, and slowly twerking her ass to the beat. The more people that came to the stage, the faster she approached the edge, stopping and bouncing her ass for each tipper.
When Jai approached the stage, she stood next to Teresa, Queen, and a group of guys. Samaya looked at Jai like, My bitch!
Jai said, “Aye, girl!”
Teresa said, “Get it, girl!”
Samaya climbed the pole and came down in the splits, bouncing her ass like she was making a baby, watching Jai and Queen make it rain, but not like the man wearing all white.
DJ
