Lovely Vines. Tondria Leatrice
Merch went to his mom’s crib to change and talk numbers with his accountant. Then he met up with Ax and Tee to make packages. He had plans to deliver a few before heading back to the club.
Ax said, “Let me take it up? I want to see her fine ass.”
Merch said, “Yeah, if I go. I’m staying there for a few minutes.”
Tee said, “We’re not waiting on fam tonight unless she got some friends in that bitch.”
Merch said, “Run that shit, fam! We have a few more drops, and I have places to be.”
When they finished making runs, they headed for the club, but they stopped for some Swishers and Backwoods first.
Merch said, “Look at the ass on her. Got damn!”
Tee said, “What her face look like, though?”
Ax said, “Turn around, turn around. Ohhh, noooo! Fam…”
Merch said, “Nope! Couldn’t do it. Her face is all wrong.”
Tee said, “You don’t have to look at her face though, fam.”
Ax said, “Well, she looks like a skipper. Skip my big-ass nose, skip my droopy bottom lip, skip my dark-ass eyes, and skip on to this ass. Fam! Start looking at the face too. Shit! I forgot. Look at your baby moms.”
Tee said, “I told y’all! That bitch took the dick when I was drunk.”
Merch said, “My dick not working if I’m not awake. He got a sensor with eyes. Pretty face, pretty pussy alert. He’s not going!”
Ax said, “I don’t give a fuck if the bitch ass fat. If she’s ugly and we fuck, it’s a possibility we can get pregnant. Nope! Hit this shit, fam. Get out the trance of her ass.”
Merch said, “This the last drop. I’ll be right back.”
Ax said, “Fam! You know she is about to be on your ass.”
Tee said, “Let me go, fam? Just wave to her from the car. I’ll tell her your stomach hurt.”
They laughed so hard to the point Ax started choking off the smoke. Merch was holding his stomach but went to drop it off anyway.
*****
When they pulled up to the club, they saw Teresa bending over in the trunk getting some bags out then heading into the back door.
Ax said, “If all them strippers are going through the back door, we need to hire some dancers quickly.”
Merch said, “My girl, and her family, the finest ones in this piece that I’ve seen. It’s a few that I think we should keep, but we should wait until after tonight to make our decision. The night chicks look better than the daytime dancers anyway.”
Tee said, “Morning dancers get high all night, then drag dance all day. The night dancers get their beauty sleep all day, shop, and dream of hustling.”
Ax said, “I’m so high that shit made sense, fam.”
Merch said, “Beauty sleep? I guess we were the beast then.”
Tee said, “Ask a night dancer what she does all day?”
Merch said, “Queen sleeps and shops.”
Ax said, “Fam, stop it! He got you believing that shit!”
They sat out in the truck flaming until everybody else arrived. The guys went in the club like a mob, and Merch saw Queen standing at the bar talking to one of her regulars. He didn’t bother her until she walked over to him on her way to the dressing room.
Merch said, “Why do you still have street clothes on?”
Following yo monkey ass, and getting addresses, Queen thought. She held that shit in because she knew he’d carry her ass to the back. She didn’t want to fuck up all the money she was about to make off him and the club.
Queen said, “Just walked in, and he waved for me to come over.”
Merch said, “I don’t see a tip. Time is money, right?”
Queen said, “Where’s my package? Follow me, so I can show you where the tip at.”
Merch said, “In the back with your fam. Not right now, Q.”
Queen 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