shit you doin’ is a waste of time.” She continued eyeing my stomach. She was a hater and I knew it. “What you need to do is lay off that beer cause yo stomach damn near pokin’ out of your jeans.” She laughed, pointing her finger at me.
Yeah…this bitch definitely reminds me of Sky. She’s so negative she probably doesn’t realize she’s doing it.
I placed my hands on my hips and said, “Well since you got so much mouth, let’s see who can get the most money.” I told her as I took out my hair and neatly placed it in a ponytail. My mixed heritage allowed my hair to tame a little better.
“You on,” she smirked.
We strolled up and down East Capitol street like D.C.’s finest. Standing in front of the Shrimp Boat, and old restaurant, I knew it was just a matter of time before I made that bitch eat her words. She was on the other end of the boat tryin’ to do her thing too. See, she may have been a user longer than me, but I was a whore longer than her and I knew the streets well. I knew what men wanted without even asking. I just hoped smoking didn’t throw me off.
“You tryna have some fun, baby?” I asked a car with two boys who didn’t look much older than 17. They motioned to get my attention the moment I gave them eye contact. It was a late model Acura TL so I knew they had a little cash to feed my need.
“I don’t know, let me see your titties first,” the passenger with the Red Sox baseball cap said. His long eyelashes made him look innocent but I’m sure he was far from it.
“That’s gonna cost you more, baby.” I advised lickin’ my lips before puckering them seductively.
“Oh we got dough,” the driver with the corn rolls responded, flashing a knot so big it made my mouth water. There in the middle of the street I lifted my shirt so that he could see my breasts.
“You’re a dirty, bitch!” a woman yelled from another car.
I laughed at her. She calling me a bitch and got a kid with her. Whatever!
“Aight, meet us down that street behind that white house. In the backyard.” He pointed. “My man lives over there.”
“Cool can my friend come too?” I asked pointing at Carmen who was walking back and forth looking dumb. She was no match for me and I knew it. At least I could do was show her how to get cash quick.
They both glanced at her and said, “Oh hell yeah!”
“Cool, why can’t ya’ll just give us a ride right now and then we can do it in the car,” I responded anxiously. As badly as I was feeling, I couldn’t risk them going down the street and not coming back.
“Cause we don’t let whores in our car that’s why,” the driver said angrily.
I rubbed my arms and shook my head. “Okay, we on our way over there.”
They pulled off without further explanation.
When they left I told her everything and she was down for it too. The only thing that got on my nerves was that she kept asking me a bunch of questions.
“How much money they have?” she looked at me like a kid hopeful she’d get what she wanted on Christmas day.
“Enough.”
“How old were they?”
“Does it matter?”
“Do they know I’m coming?” she persisted.
What the fuck was wrong with this bitch? Money was money and all of the questions were irritating and unnecessary at best. So I ignored her and we walked toward the house.
We were at the place he said he’d be for fifteen minutes before they showed up.
“Dats them?” she asked when they arrived. She looked like it was a problem. “They look like kids.”
“Well dem kids got money so if you don’t want to do it, get the fuck from over here because you ain’t bout to fuck my shit up!”
“And let you win the bet?” she rolled her neck and folded her arms. “I’m standing right here.”
“Bitch, I already won the bet,” I advised her. “Who got they trick asses over here?” I paused. “Me!”
They jumped out of the car and moved toward us. Not only did they look real young, they looked like they were in middle school. Suddenly I
Yeah…this bitch definitely reminds me of Sky. She’s so negative she probably doesn’t realize she’s doing it.
I placed my hands on my hips and said, “Well since you got so much mouth, let’s see who can get the most money.” I told her as I took out my hair and neatly placed it in a ponytail. My mixed heritage allowed my hair to tame a little better.
“You on,” she smirked.
We strolled up and down East Capitol street like D.C.’s finest. Standing in front of the Shrimp Boat, and old restaurant, I knew it was just a matter of time before I made that bitch eat her words. She was on the other end of the boat tryin’ to do her thing too. See, she may have been a user longer than me, but I was a whore longer than her and I knew the streets well. I knew what men wanted without even asking. I just hoped smoking didn’t throw me off.
“You tryna have some fun, baby?” I asked a car with two boys who didn’t look much older than 17. They motioned to get my attention the moment I gave them eye contact. It was a late model Acura TL so I knew they had a little cash to feed my need.
“I don’t know, let me see your titties first,” the passenger with the Red Sox baseball cap said. His long eyelashes made him look innocent but I’m sure he was far from it.
“That’s gonna cost you more, baby.” I advised lickin’ my lips before puckering them seductively.
“Oh we got dough,” the driver with the corn rolls responded, flashing a knot so big it made my mouth water. There in the middle of the street I lifted my shirt so that he could see my breasts.
“You’re a dirty, bitch!” a woman yelled from another car.
I laughed at her. She calling me a bitch and got a kid with her. Whatever!
“Aight, meet us down that street behind that white house. In the backyard.” He pointed. “My man lives over there.”
“Cool can my friend come too?” I asked pointing at Carmen who was walking back and forth looking dumb. She was no match for me and I knew it. At least I could do was show her how to get cash quick.
They both glanced at her and said, “Oh hell yeah!”
“Cool, why can’t ya’ll just give us a ride right now and then we can do it in the car,” I responded anxiously. As badly as I was feeling, I couldn’t risk them going down the street and not coming back.
“Cause we don’t let whores in our car that’s why,” the driver said angrily.
I rubbed my arms and shook my head. “Okay, we on our way over there.”
They pulled off without further explanation.
When they left I told her everything and she was down for it too. The only thing that got on my nerves was that she kept asking me a bunch of questions.
“How much money they have?” she looked at me like a kid hopeful she’d get what she wanted on Christmas day.
“Enough.”
“How old were they?”
“Does it matter?”
“Do they know I’m coming?” she persisted.
What the fuck was wrong with this bitch? Money was money and all of the questions were irritating and unnecessary at best. So I ignored her and we walked toward the house.
We were at the place he said he’d be for fifteen minutes before they showed up.
“Dats them?” she asked when they arrived. She looked like it was a problem. “They look like kids.”
“Well dem kids got money so if you don’t want to do it, get the fuck from over here because you ain’t bout to fuck my shit up!”
“And let you win the bet?” she rolled her neck and folded her arms. “I’m standing right here.”
“Bitch, I already won the bet,” I advised her. “Who got they trick asses over here?” I paused. “Me!”
They jumped out of the car and moved toward us. Not only did they look real young, they looked like they were in middle school. Suddenly I
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