Enough Of The Drama by P. Dotson Page B

“Thanks,” China muttered as she directed her attention back to the stage. Nene just finished her routine and was scooping up her earnings.
       “What’s up chick?” Nene asked fanning herself with her hand. “Get ready because after Spice you’re up next.” China raised any eyebrow and Nene smirked.
       “I don’t know Nene, this shit ain’t me,” China stated seriously having second thoughts. She was no angel by any means and had done some wild shit back in her day, but she never thought she have to shake her ass for dollar bills. I’m twenty-five years old. I’m too old to be doing some shit like this , she thought.
       “Stop acting all stuck up and shit. Half these bitches in here never thought they would be shaking they ass, but when push comes to shove a bitch gotta do what a bitch gotta do. You got bills to pay don’t you?”
       China began to nervously scratch her arms and wiped away the snot that kept dribbling down her nose. She needed something to ease her nerves. Whitey picked up on the signs easily. He dug in his back pocket and spread a line across his finger.
       “I got you ma,” Whitey said giving her his pointer finger decorated in white.
       China licked her lips in anticipation and without a moment of hesitation she inhaled the powdery substance. Within seconds she could feel the drug racing through her system putting her mind and body at ease.
       “Thanks Whitey,” she smiled.
       “The pleasure is all mine,” he said licking his lips, while eyeing her seductively. He was use to sampling his meat and China would be no exception. If she wanted to stay then she had to play. The things I’m gone do to you , he thought to himself. “You up next. So get ready.”
       China simply nodded her head. She began to wind her hips to a beat only she could hear. She was as high as Bobbi Brown on a good day.
       “Okay gentleman, we have a new houseguest in the building tonight. Please make her feel welcomed and show her some love. Honey, come on out here and show ‘em what you working wit baby,” DJ Mike blasted over the microphone.
       As soon as China heard her name she bounced on the stage without a second thought. The only thing on her mind was Dre and the way she used to perform for him. She walked up to the pole center stage and made it her personal bitch. All eyes were glued to her as she climbed the pole with expertise, before flipping over and landing into a split.
       Nene watched seething on the inside with envy as every eye in the building appeared to be glued center stage, as China continued to do her thing. China was definitely making it rain, which pissed Nene off even more. “She has to win at everything,” Nene mumbled before angrily turning on her heels to change clothes, she couldn’t stand to watch anymore.
       “Your love’s like honey,” China sang along with the lyrics as she continued to dance for Dre. By the time the song was over China was completely naked. She continued to stare at her imaginary Dre, but as his image began to fade she could see the frown on his face as he shook his head in disappointment. “Dre, where are you going?” she yelled as his image faded completely and just like that she was bought back to her reality.
       Guilt and shame made circles around her heart as she looked out into the crowd of lustful eyes. She felt like Adam and Eve after they ate the forbidden fruit and became aware of their nakedness. China did her best to cover up her nude body, while scooping up her earnings. She quickly exited the stage and bumped into Whitey. She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth, disgusted by the goofy grin plastered on his face.
       “Yo’ you did your thing ma. You was really into that shit,” he nodded his head while stroking his chin. “You coming back tomorrow?”
       “Yes,” China lied. They would never catch her step foot inside of that club ever again. She would just have to figure out another