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Friday, April 29, 2011

Girls night gone bad & you're busted

Esther got to the house and she was telling us everything that Dixon had done.  We were mad at him and every man in America.  Esther was going on and on about Dixon.  While she was talking abut Dixon, she received a phone call from Margie.  Esther asked me if it was okay if Margie came over and I told her that I didn't care.  Margie came over and we were having a nice time.  I started talking about Derrick and Margie asked if I was talking about Althea's Derrick.  Kinni and I looked at each other and asked "who is Althea?"  We thought she had the wrong Derrick until she said his cousin and sister's name.  I asked her what she knew and she started laughing like I had just made a joke.

I was starting to get angry and Kinni noticed that I was getting mad and she told Margie to tell us everything that she knew.  Margie started telling us that Derrick and Althea had gotten married about three months prior.  I was angry and I told her that she had to be lying.  Margie told me that she wasn't lying because she went to the wedding and how nice it was.

We started arguing and then Margie got in my face and started talking trash.  I wasn't going to sit there and argue with her so I punched her in the face.  When I punched her we started fighting.  Esther tried to jump in and Kinni pulled Esther off of me and they started fighting.  I hit Margie so hard that she fell through the mirrored screen that I had.  Esther heard the glass shatter and seen Margie falling.  She ran to grab her but she couldn't gt to her fast enough because Kinni had beaten her so bad.  Esther pulled Margie up and dragged her out the house.  Kinni and I were ready for more but we were not trying to go to jail.  Kinni stayed with me that night so that I wouldn't do anything crazy.

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Now you're a bank robber

Kinni opened the door and it was the police.  Kinni was not sure why the police were knocking on her door, she asked them was something wrong.  The police showed her a picture of Martin and asked if she knew him.  Kinni told them that she knew who he was; and what did she have to do with him. The police told her that they got a tip that he was with her and they were looking or him and if she didn't cooperate she would be held for harboring a fugitive.  She didn't know why they were calling him a fugitive but she didn't want to be any part of it.  After the police left, Kinni called Martin's brother and told him what had gone on.  He asked her if she told them anything and if she had what she had told them.  She told him that sh hadn't told them anything because she didn't know anything.  He went on to tell her what had happened.

When she heard that he had been in several bank robberies around the United States, she was in shock because she never thought that Martin would do something like this.

Later on that evening Kinni decided to watch the news and they ran a story where there were eight banks hit around the country and they showed the video.  Kinni called me and told me to turn on the news.  I turned on the news listened to the story and then she explained to me who they were looking for.  I couldn't believe what I was hearing but it didn't surprise me because I always knew that Martin was crazy.  Martin was on the run for almost a year before they caught him.

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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Set your house on fire

I called Derrick and asked him where he was at, he said that he was at the store and he was on his way home.  I asked him who was staying at the house with him and he told me that no one was staying with him.  Now I felt like he was trying to tell me that my eyes were playing tricks on me.

Before I said anything crazy, I hung up but I knew that I was going to get all the evidence that I needed.  I called Kinni, after I hung up the phone with Derrick, and told her what I had seen and what was going on.  Kinni told me to calm down but to call her if I needed any help burying the body.

Later on that night I walked over to Derrick's to get all the evidence that I needed.  I seen the same woman that came over earlier that day pull up in the driveway, unlock the door and go in.  This made me very angry because he never offered to give me a key to his spot.  I waited for hours and watched before I went back to the house.  I was so angry that I called Kinni and told her that it was time, and then I hung up.  Kinni kept calling me but I would not answer the phone.  I changed clothes and put on all black and walked to the gas station to buy a gas can and some gas.

Derrick lived down the street from the gas station.  When I got back over to the house I noticed that all the lights were out except for the TV upstairs.  I made sure that no one was coming down the street or watching.

I started pouring gasoline all around his house.  It was really dark, I could barely see but I knew that it was enough gasoline to  go around the entire house.  After I got finished, I knew that it was only going to take one strike and the whole house was going to go up with hopefully everyone in it.

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Men gone crazy

Destiny, Kinni, Lynn and I had gone out for New Year's Eve and we partied like rock stars.  We had so much fun that we didn't want it to end.  We were so drunk that we couldn't do anything else but go home and pass out.  Kinni was the designated driver for the night.

We dropped Lynn off first and when she got home her man was waiting for her in the house in the dark with the couch facing the door like she was a teenager coming in late.  When Lynn walked in the house she started laughing when she seen him sitting in front of the door looking like he was going to scold his teenager.  He was mad because we had gone out and kicked it and it was New Years Eve, and he wanted her to be at home waiting on him when he got there but the joke was on him because she was kicking it probably harder than he was.

We dropped Destiny off next and Raquan was sitting in the bushes in the church parking lot where it was pitch dark and you couldn't see him.  When Destiny got out of the car we made sure that she got in the house before we pulled off.  Destiny had to go to the bathroom so bad that she lost one of her shoes outside running in the house.  When she finished using the bathroom she went back outside to find her shoe.  As she is looking for her shoe, she sees these headlights coming from out of the trees.  Destiny thought that she was drunk and just tripping; she didn't pay it any mind she just kept looking for her shoes. Raquan pulled up in the yard like a bat out of hell and jumped out and they started fighting because she wasn't at home when he came in from kicking it. Destiny lost a contact.

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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Letter from Ronny

I had received a letter from Ronny and he told me how much he missed me and how sorry he was for hurting me the way he had.  Ronny told me that I was right about Lacy and he should have never messed with her.  Lacy had set him up and he was paying for it now.  I knew that this was giving him some time to think about what he had done.  Ronny and I were writing each other on a regular basis because I knew that he was lonely and didn't have anyone to talk to.  Ronny and I were still friends but I couldn't trust him anymore.

My feelings were fading for Derrick.  I still loved him but I was still searching for that special one.  Although Derrick was divorced he was still not trying to make that commitment to me.

I was not at home and Derrick had been in my house.  When I walked in the house I could tell that someone had been there.  I noticed that the letters that I had in my dresser were sitting out on the table with my pictures.  I started to get nervous because I didn't know what was going on and then I heard Derrick pulling up.  he just jumped out the truck and ran in the house.  "Hey babe, how are you doing today?" I said.  "Don't you baby me; was I your baby when you were writing to that nigga in jail?" I knew instantly what was wrong with him and I knew that we were getting ready to fight.  "How would you notice that I've been writing anyone when you're never here?" "I would be around more if you weren't so needy." "Was I needy when you were begging for some of this goodness?" "That's beside the point, I ain't no trick," he yelled. "How would I know that you're not a trick, when the only time I see you is when you want sex?" Derrick wasn't happy that I had said that and he lunged at me and slapped me.  I couldn't believe that he had hit me so I punched him and the fight was on.

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Shooting at the club

Kinni and I went out to celebrate her birthday.  Everything was going good until someone started some mess in the club.  A fight broke out and the security guards had put the people, that started the fight, out of the club.  when the chaos died down they turned the lights back down and we continued to party.  We were so drunk and looking our best we didn't care what was going on.  At the end of the night I had seen some of Man's friends and one of them I use to date.

Eye's was glad to see me because we hadn't seen each other in a while.  He had been locked up for two years.  Eyes saw me and we hugged and started talking while Kinni was on the other side of the club talking to one of her old flings.  We were still inside the club and were getting ready to leave because security was trying to kick everyone out.  I seen that Kinni was walking towards me and I was standing at the door talking to Eyes.  I was starting to open the door so that we could leave and as I opened the door this guy walked up in front of me and shot the guy that was standing next to the door in the face and then started to randomly shoot.  I stood there for a brief moment and Eyes grabbed me and pulled me to the ground and got on top of me to make sure that the gunmen wouldn't shoot me as well.  I could hear Kinni screaming for me; after the shooting had stopped she got off the ground and ran towards me.  Kinni started screaming when she saw us laying there because we were not moving and she thought that we had been shot.  I looked up at her to let her know that I was okay.  I got scared because I seen all this blood but I didn't feel like I had been shot or anything.  I thought Eyes was shot but he wasn't it was the guy that was lying next to us.  Eyes picked me up off the ground and I had blood all over my dress.  Kinni started checking me, to see if I had been shot.  We were okay but we had to stay at the club for another hour to be questioned.  When the police were finished they had given us their business cards, and told us to call them if we remembered anything.

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Monday, April 25, 2011

Can't slow down

Things were starting to happen so fast that no matter what I was trying to do, I just couldn't slow down.  The more I tried to slow down the faster that I went. Could I make a change in my life and soon or was the world going to take control of my life?

Destiny had called me out of the blue and told me that she was coming back to Kansas.  She was leaving Damian for good because she was tired of his mess and she couldn't take anymore.

Damian didn't want to work he wanted to hustle but he wasn't good at doing that.  They had four children and Destiny couldn't wait for him to decide if he wanted to get it together, she was thinking about her children.

I was glad that Destiny was coming back because now I had my cousin with me again.  When Destiny got back I hardly recongnized her, she had gained a lot of weight and I thought she was her mama at first.  Destiny had just had her last baby when she came back.  We hung out but not like we use to because she didn't feel comfortable with the way she looked.  We went on a diet together and worked out together until we both were comfortable with our weight.

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St. Louis here we come

On the way to St. Louis we stopped in Kansas City to visit my cousin Shelle.  When we got to Kansas City Shelle was in the hospital and we had to go get her.  I was worried about my cousin but I was going to have to keep pushing because she needed her rest. When we got to St. Louis we didn't have a lot of money and we were okay with that.  We were looking for a tattoo shop because every state that we visit we have to get a tattoo.  Instead of finding us a tattoo shop we found a party.

We pulled up at this station to get directions and these guys pulled up on the side of us.  They asked us what we were doing and if we wanted to come to a party with them.  At first we were not going to go but then we thought, what the hell, we are on vacation.  We followed them to the party.  We were not sure if we were going to someones house or a club.  We pulled up in the parking lot and saw that it was a club, we were relieved.  Since we were with them we got in free.  they showed us a good time and Leigha was getting hit on from all kind of men.  I was glad that Leigha was feeling comfortable because if she wasn't we were going to leave and go somewhere else.  After the club we followed them to an after party and kicked it some more.  We partied all night long until we were so tired we couldn't see straight.

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What happens in New Orleans stays in New Orleans.

Going through Louisiana, I noticed how beautiful it was and all I wanted to do was take in all the beauty.  Going across the Pontchartrain Bridge into New Orleans, was like going into Emerald City and it was beautiful.  We had a great time in New Orleans. We spent all the money that we had except for twenty dollars and that was for the gas to at least get us back to Arkansas.  We knew that we had to hustle all the way just so we could get home.

We had an quarter pound of weed when we left.  At the end of the trip we had an ounce and a half left and we had to get home on what we had left.  I called Victor on the way back to Arkansas and he bought a half and that gave us enough money for gas to get to Oklahoma.  When we got close to Oklahoma Leigha called Mike to let him know we were on our way and that we were broke and needed to get home.  Mike bought the other half and we were able to make it home and still have a half left.

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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Treat men like they treat women

On the way to New Orleans we stop in Oklahoma to see Leigha's friend Mike.  Mike was Indian with a strong personality, he didn't really say a whole lot but when he did he made a point.  I always thought that Mike was really laid back and he was cool and I knew why Leigha was messing with him.  Leigha didn't want anything serious with anybody, but she didn't mind a little maintenance every once in a while.  I just didn't know how she could go without sex as long as she would.

Leigha treated men like they have been doing women for years.  She would have sex with them and then send them on their way.  Sometimes she would talk to them afterwards but most of the time she would get it and quit it whether it was good or bad she didn't care.  Every man that she had sex with would fall in love with her and as soon as they express their feelings to her she will walk over them and their feelings, like it was nothing.  I wasn't mad at her at all; I supported her in whatever her decision was.

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Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Live to disagree

Leigha and I live to disagree.  Sometimes we will agree  with each other but when we disagree we disagree.  The way we argued you have though that we were sisters.  We don't care where we are at.  We will argue about whatever, whenever, wherever.  The problem the we have the majority of the time is that both of us want to be in charge.  Leigha is head strong and she knows what she wants.

It has always been hard for me to have any female friends that were going to be real with me.  Females have tried to be my friend but it would never last because they are always doing something stupid or they just don't know the meaning of real friendship.

Kinni was there but she was doing her won thing as well.  Kinni and I still hung out but it was good to have someone else to hang out with as well.

Leigha was more the homebody type; she like to stay at home watch movies and play games.  When we hung out we were more on the chill side but when we went out of town that's when we let it all go.

If I had to say what I like most about Leigha, I would have to say is although we were from different ethnic backgrounds she never made that an issue between us.  There were never any black or white issues between us except from the people around us that had a problem with us being friends.

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Monday, April 18, 2011

Got to have that one friend

In life you always need that one friend that you can always call on no matter what's going on or no matter what time it is.  You will always know that they will be there for you in your time of need.

I had good friend but I really didn't have the kind of friends that would have what you needed when you needed it and could get you out of trouble when no one else could.  you always need a white friend and I had mine.

I met Leigha while I was working at the Holiday Inn.  The first time I met Leigha I thought she was a nerdy white girl until I got to know her better.  We both worked as night auditors and for a long time she was the only night auditor because they could not get anyone to work that shift.

Leigha had told me that she was glad that I took the job because she was getting tired of working every night and she could use a break.  That night Leigha showed me how to do the job and she was good at what she did.  We were done with everything by three o'clock in the morning.  We were waiting on the last report to print.  When we were done, there weren't much for us to do.  We started talking and getting to know one another.  I was glad to know that she was down to earth and would be easy to work with.  There's nothing worse than working with someone that you can't stand.

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Thursday, April 14, 2011

Oh what a tongue

Gently laying me on the bed he started to kiss me, starting at the bottom of my feet.  The way he kissed my feet, I knew that our first time was going to be like going to a firework show.  He then sucked on my toes and worked his way to my thigh.  Kissing the inside of my thigh made me quiver because he didn't suck on the inside of my thigh like most men seem to think that they have to do.  He gently kissed the outside of my lips and moved his way up to my belly button, then up to my breast and sucking on them oh so gently.  I had never been aroused like I was at this moment by any man sucking on my breast.  He made his way up to my lips and kissed me like he would never kiss me again.  I had never kissed this man or gave him any of my sweetness and every inch of my body was dying to see what the curiosity of wanting this man was all about.

I noticed that he had splits in his tongue and I wanted to know what he was going to do with them, and then it happened.  He went down to my sweet nectar, opened it and sucked on it so good it made me faint.  Derrick never realized that I had fainted until he came up and realized that I was not moving.  He ran to the bathroom got some water and poured in on my face.  I came to and he asked me if I was okay,  I was still in a daze but all I kept saying was I want some more.  Derrick was hesitant about giving me some more but I wasn't the only one who wanted some more.  He wanted to taste it just as much as I wanted him to.  Derrick continued what he had started and no man had ever made me crawl up the wall like that.  I now knew what ecstasy really felt like. 

By the time he was finished we were half way across the room.  We didn't stop to reposition ourselves we just continued making love.  He slid inside me and it felt so good that I thought to myself I could get use to this kind of loving.  We made love all night long until we couldn't breathe and move any more.  He had rocked my world.  I rocked his world just as much as he rocked mine but I couldn't believe that this man could do the things that he did to me.

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Finding my soulmate

Derrick was sixteen years older than me but we had so much in common.  It was a cold night and the news was saying that we were going to have an ice storm.  Derrick didn't want to drive all the way home; he decided to stay with me or until the storm blew over.

That night we talked and really got to know each other a lot better and we told each other things that no one knew about us.  I knew that we were perfect for each other because we were compatible and it was a nice twist to have someone that think on the same level and above as you.  Derrick cooked dinner for me and we played domino's watched a movie and then we went to lie down.  I turned on some soft music and lit all the candles in the house.  I ran us a bath and took off my clothes and put on my robe to get ready or the nice hot bath that I had prepared.  Derrick's phone kept ringing but he would not answer because he already knew who it was.  He turned his phone off before we got in the tub.  Derrick got in the tub first and then I joined him.  We sat in the tub and he held me and we talked about everything, it felt like heaven.

I was opening up to someone and it finally felt great to be able to talk to someone and tell them all of my fears and wants, and know that he will not judge me and he can understand me.  I had never opened up to any man like I was doing with Derrick.  Derrick made me feel like now I can just be me.  I didn't have to hold back who I really was anymore.

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Your wife is calling me

Before we even thought about having sex we were already having problems and it wasn't because we were arguing but because his wife started calling me.  the first few times she called she didn't say anything.  I got angry and went off.  I told her to quit playing on my phone and hung up.  When she called back about five minutes later she asked me for my name.  I asked her who was calling and what her business was, I thought she was a bill collector.  She proceeded to tell me who she was and started to ask me questions.

"My name is Naomi and I'm Derrick's wife."  When she said that she was Derrick's wife I sat straight up in the bed.  I wanted to make sure that was hearing her correctly.  I was already upset that she had been playing on my phone and I was trying to sleep.  "Are you the one sleeping with my husband?" she said hastily but very calm.  "Yes I'm sleeping with your husband but ain't that something that you should have asked him?"  I responded very calmly.  "Well I want you to stay the hell away from my husband and quit calling him because he don't want you."  I started laughing and then I responded, "I don't know if you did your research lady but I'm not calling him he's calling me, and for the record before you call to check me you need to check your husband.  Now are there anymore questions that you would like to ask me?"  I heard the dial tone and knew that she was finished.  I hung up the phone, looked at the clock to see what time it was and turned over and tried to go back to sleep.

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Messing with a married man

Derrick started the conversation by telling me that he had three kids and that he was married but he had no children by his wife.  Derrick said that he had never cheated on his wife but she was just not doing it for him anymore and he felt like I was worth every bit of what he was about to go through.  I told him that I wasn't sure if I really wanted to have a relationship with a married man.  I only messed with married men for business not pleasure.  Derrick said that he understood that and that I would have nothing to worry about because he would make sure that wanted for nothing.  Although I thought that Derrick was full of shit there was something about him that made me want to give him a chance.  Derrick was not like the rest of the tricks that I had met or fooled around with.  Derrick was special and we had a real connection.

As time went on I was really glad to be with Derrick, we had do much fun when we were together.  I didn't care that he was married because when he was not with me I was able to do whatever I wanted to, with whoever I wanted to do it with.  This was the life that I could get use to.

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Who's goin to be the better man?

We played dominoes and drank some more. Derrick took me by the hand and took me to the couch.  We were sitting on the couch and Derrick and Maxwell started to debate on who was the better man for me.  I could see that Derrick was determined not to lose me to Maxwell.

While Maxwell had gone to the bathroom Derrick and I got a chance to talk some more in peace for a little while anyways.  Derrick leaned over and kissed me and while he was kissing me Maxwell walked in the room and said "oh hell naw this ain't happening." Derrick and I looked up at him to see what he was tripping on and then out of nowhere Maxwell pulled out this ring and said "this could be yours if you get with me." I started laughing because the ring looked cheap as hell like it had came out of a bubble gum machine.  Derrick asked him "why do she need that cheap as ring, when she is walking around with a platinum card in her pocket?" I couldn't believe that he had said that but since he did I wanted to know where it was and then he reached in my pocket and pulled it out and showed it to me.  Now I had his American Express and his Platinum card.  Derrick looked at me and said "baby what time should I come pick you up so that you can go shopping?" I turned and looked at him "I will be ready at two," I responded.  Derrick turned and looked at Maxwell and said "good night, better luck next time.  Remember you can never win against the best." Derrick started laughing and we walked out the door.

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Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Running into Derrick again

Two o'clock that afternoon Derrick walks in.  I was trying to hide because I didn't want them to know that I knew Derrick and start asking questions.  I was trying to hide my face and he kept looking at me but he couldn't really see who I was until they passed the blunt to me and when I went to hit it, Derrick jumped up and said "Angel, my sweet angel is that you?"  Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at me.  I didn't answer at first and then I just said "hey" and continued to smoke.

Everyone started to talk and laugh and Derrick asked me to come here.  I followed him in the room and he said that he was glad to see me because he couldn't stop thinking about me.  He asked me how much it would cost him to hang out with me.  I told Derrick that I was not on the clock but I would take anything that he was offering.  Derrick pulled out his American Express and asked me if that would do.  I grabbed the credit card out of his hand and told him that it would do for now.  Derrick started laughing and told me that I was crazy but he wanted to get his chance to be with me and he would do whatever it took to make that happen.

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Dragged out the club

Some of Ronny's friends had told him that I was working there and he had to come to the club to see for himself.  Derrick walked to the bar to get him a drink while I talked to Ronny.  Ronny was upset that I was working there and he wanted me to go with him.  He seen all the attention that I was getting and the money that I was holding in my hand to put up and he didn't like it.  I had to let Ronny know that he didn't have the right to say anything to me because we were done and he knew that we were done.  He didn't want to accept the fact that we were over, he still wanted to claim me.

Ronny and I started to argue and I told him that was not going anywhere with him.  Ronny started dragging me out the club.  Derrick seen what was going on and he stepped in and grabbed Ronny of of me.  Ronny didn't want any trouble he told me that he would see me around and he left.  Derrick asked me if I would like for him to take me home or follow me home to make sure that I got home safely.  I wasn't sure if I should allow this man to take me home, but I was too tired to argue with anyone and all I wanted to do was get in my bed.

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Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Booked solid...Time to get that money

The first two weeks that I was back, I was booked solid and it was really hard to get in to see me.  I realized that Derrick was in the club when I was taking a break doing a walk through.  He was sitting in back of the club in the corner watching one of the other chicks dance.  I wasn't in the mood for any drama; I walked by and tapped on his table to let him know that I was back.  I walked over to the bar, sat down and ordered my drink.  Derrick walked up behind me and said "excuse me Miss, can I buy you a drink?"  I was smiling on the inside but I wasn't going to show him that I was glad to see him.  I turned and  looked at him and said "I've already ordered my drunk buy you're more than welcomed to pay for it."  Derrick and I started to laugh then he asked me if I had some time for him.  I told him that I had two people waiting but I would fit him in when I got done.  Derrick said that he would wait for me to get done and he wanted an hour of my time.  Derrick didn't pay as much as some of the other guys, but I was willing to squeeze him in.  I had been waiting for this moment just to see him again.  I finished my drink and went to take care of the two clients that I had waiting.

I rushed through the sessions that I had waiting because I really wanted to see Derrick.  Before I could see Derrick I went and jumped in the shower and got all fresh for him.  When I got out the shower  and was getting dressed, Black Satin told me that he needed me on center stage.  One of the girls had got drunk, fell off the stage and twisted her ankle.  I was not happy that I had to fill in for someone when I already had something else to do.  There was nothing I could do about it.  I sucked it up and went to make that money.

I got on center stage, worked it out and when I was done with my set the crowd wanted an encore.  I was not going to waste anymore of my time because I was trying to get to Derrick.  I jumped off the stage grabbed Derrick and collected the rest of my money on the way to the VIP lounge.

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Black Cowboy

The night before I was leaving for vacation this fine black sexy man walked in and asked for me.  I did not know who he was then he introduced himself to me.  I could tell that Derrick was and a black cowboy.  Derrick was dressed to kill when he came in the club.  he as all creased down had on his cowboy boots and had a bald head.  I was digging his style and he couldn't wait to see what all the talk was about.

I asked him was there anything in particular that he wanted to hear and he said some old school.  I went through my CD collection to see what I had and I came across my Marvin CD.  I started dancing and rubbing all over him, he was getting excited.  I went to the pole and jumped on it as high as I could and then slid down.  I swung around the pole and jumped on it and did the splits holding onto the pole.  I started popping my pearl so he could see it and then slid down the pole, walked over to him and started giving him a lap dance.  I loved that this man had strong hands and that he was a man that knew what he wanted and got straight to the point.

After an hour session Derrick gave me five hundred dollars and told me, "thank you for the dance and you will be seeing me again," then he turned around and left.  This man had me very curious because he had deep eyes that told a story and I wanted to knew what his story was.  I couldn't wait until Derrick came back in.  I told him before he left that I was getting ready to go on vacation for a week and would not be back for a week and a half.  Derrick told me that he would be waiting for me to get back and I would definitely be seeing him again.

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Workin the VIP lounge

Black Satin not only gave me more days but he also put me in charge of the hiring and firing of all the girls.  Some girls did not want to work the VIP section but that was where you made the most money.  Although they did not want to work in the VIP section every girl had to, at least once a week.  Out of all the girls I worked the VIP section the most.  To me it wasn't about the men or the work it was all about the Benjamin's.  I realized that I could make a thousand dollars and more a night working the VIP section.  You couldn't keep me out of the VIP section.  I met a lot of really big men from governors to doctors.  Of course the governors would spend more money than the doctors but they knew that every time they walked in the VIP lounge they were going to have a great time.  A lot of the girls were jealous because people would come in and ask for me personally.  Some of the men that were coming to see me were their clients before I got there.  That did not sit well with them, but I didn't care because I was trying to make money, not friends.

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Monday, April 11, 2011

Bringing in more business

Three months had passed and Black Satin had noticed that he was bringing in more business than he had been for the last six months.  Black Satin thought that it would be a great idea to have only five girls working on certain nights so that he could see who was bringing in what.

For three weeks I only worked two nights a week and I wasn't very happy but I enjoyed the time that I had off.  It gave me more time to go shopping and kick it with my girls.  Black Satin noticed that on the night that I worked he was bringing in the most business.

Black Satin called me at home early in the morning and asked me if I would come in a hour earlier than I normally would.  I was angry because I didn't want to come in three hours earlier but I did.  When I got to the club I was not sure what Black Satin wanted because he never said what this was about on the phone, but I could hear the urgency in his voice.  I knocked on the door to let Black Satin knew that I was there.  He looked up from the files that he was studying so hard and said "come in, you're just the person that I wanted to see."  I didn't know if I should be happy or if I should run.  I stayed and took a seat.

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Black Class

The club was called Black Class.  The owner of the club's name was Black Satin and Black Satin lived up to his name.  Black Satin was jet black and had the smoothest skin.  He was so slick from his talk to his walk like satin.

The first time Black Satin saw me he told me to turn around, I did then he said "damn girl where have you been hiding?"  I smiled because I knew that for him this was a compliment.  Black Satin had a pole in his office that he used to see what the girls could do.  I gave him the CD that I was going to dance to.  He looked at the CD to see what it was and when he saw that it was Adina's tee shirt and panties he smiled and said "proceed." I got prepared and when I was ready I cued them to start the music.  I jumped on the pole and did my set.  When I was done, the security guard and Black Satin had hard-on's.  I knew then that I had done a great job and I was just waiting on him to tell me when I could start.

Black Satin told me about the club and what the requirements were to work at the club.  This was a very upscale club.  This was where all the lawyers, doctors, architects, governors and other high places would come to spend money.  When Black Satin told me that they supported the upper class crowd, I was glad to hear that because I knew that I could make some big money.

Black Satin had every girl sign a contract before they started.  I signed the contract, he welcomed me aboard and told me that I could start the next day.

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Slidding down the pole

Watching a woman slide down the poll and pop her pearl is every man's dream and I knew that's where the money is.  I wanted to model but I couldn't find anyone to support me to get me started.  I never had anyone that believed in me and the one person who did was gone.  Since I couldn't go into modeling I didn't feel like I had any other choice but to turn back to stripping and the life I once knew oh so well.  I didn't want to sell drugs anymore because everybody and their daddy were selling drugs and I had to find another way to make my money to live the life that I had grown accustomed to.

I had been to several strip clubs but I was not making the money that I wanted to make.  I had to find another club to work, where I would be able to make the money that I wanted to make.  I wasn't sure where to go.

My home girl Cherita called and I had told her the problem that I was having and she told me about this underground club and said that I needed to check it out.

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Friday, April 8, 2011

You see me screwing your man

Jason and his girlfriend Deadra had got into a fight because she wouldn't clean up, didn't want to work, and she wasn't taking care of the children like she was suppose to.  He got tired of her and told her she had to go.  A week later he invited me over to spend some time together.  I went over to see what he was talking about but while I was there I just felt uncomfortable; I started cleaning up.  Jason didn't like the fact that I was cleaning up but I was not going to sit in filth.  After I cleaned up his house I told him all he had to do was take out the trash.  He wasn't happy about it but he didn't say anything to me about it.

We were chilling listening to the music and talking trying to get to know each other better.  I had the blinds cracked a little bit just so the moonlight would come thru.  Starting to get close he kissed me.  Jason wanted to have sex and I was cool with that because I was horny as hell.  We went in the room and I looked at the bed.  The sheets that were supposed to be white were black.  I went back in the living room and told him that we were not making love in that nasty bed.  I had to explain to him why I didn't want to sleep in his room in his bed.  I was not his maid and he didn't pay me enough to clean up his house.  We started having sex on the couch and I kept hearing this slight tapping on the window.  I looked up to see what was going on and I couldn't see anything but I kept doing what I was doing.  The tapping got louder.  Jason got up to see what was going on.  When we opened the blinds wider we could see Deadra throwing rocks at the patio door trying to get his attention.  Deadra wouldn't come and knock on the door because she had already seen that I was in the house, and she was scared of me.  She was not trying to come to close.

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Left at the club

One night Nalana decided to call us so that we could go out and we really wasn't feeling it but we got up and got dressed anyways.  We were not looking our best but we were still looking good.  Nalana, Kinni and I are on the dance floor kicking it and while I'm still on the dance floor Nalana went to get us some drinks.  After a couple of songs Kinni and I are looking for Nalana and we can't find her.  On the other side of the club we hear screaming and yelling, we ran on the other side of the club to see what was going on.  Nalana was arguing with some chick about some dude Nalana was dancing with.  The girl Nalana was arguing with was with her girls and they seen us run up to get Nalana out of the club; we were in no mood to fight.  They thought that we were rushing their home girl and fight was on.  We're fighting in the club trying to help Nalana.  Security broke up the fight and put us all out of the club.  We are looking for Nalana and we can't find her.  We call her when we get outside because the truck is not where it was when we went in the club.  At first she doesn't answer the pone so now we are starting to really worry about her because we can't find her.  After calling her several times she answers the phone and tells us that she's at home.  Nalana had left us at the club after she got us in an altercation that we didn't know anything about.  She hadn't fought anybody she didn't even throw a punch.  Kinni and I have lost our shoes, earrings, and our hair is looking a mess and we had to find a way home.

We walked over to Carlos's because he was the closest to the club.  He only lived a block away.  Carlos wasn't happy that he had to take us home in the middle of the night but he took us home anyways.  We were so angry with her and we knew from that day froward that we would not be going anywhere else with her unless we met her there.  We would not be riding with her anymore.  From that day forward I knew that Kinni would always have my back and she knew that I would always have hers.

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A Zebra tryin to fight a Lion....

We were sleep and Heather had got up in the middle of the night and for some reason she decided to take off all of her clothes.  When we woke up all we seen was ass and hair.  Heather had on nothing but her thong and she was sprawled out in the middle of the floor.  Kinni started yelling at her for her to get up because we had men in the house and we didn't want them to see all of that.  At first Heather was acting like she wasn't comprehending what Kinni was saying to her; until Kinni said "if you don't get your ass up off this floor and put on some clothes I am going to beat the shit out of you."

Heather jumped up and ran to the bathroom and locked herself in the bathroom.  I knew Kinni was mad but I was going to make her laugh anyways.

As long as Heather walked out of the bathroom with her clothes on Kinni did not care what she did.  Heather came out of the bathroom about thirty minutes later and started talking crazy to Kinni.  Kinni politely got up and told her to go outside.  Like a dummy she really walked outside, and I was right behind them.  I knew that Heather was on that liquid courage but she was not ready for what was about to happen to her.  She didn't know who she was playing with.

When we got outside I started taking bids on the winner and everyone was laughing because they knew Kinni was going to jump all over her like a lion on a zebra.  Heather walked out the door and Kinni punched her in the face and told her to say something now.  The punch caught Heather off guard, she was not expecting that.  Heather pulled herself together and spared up, but she wasn't ready for what came next.

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In it for the money

Esther's husband Dixon had two kids but Dixon couldn't take care of the kids because he was strung out on crack and he was always in and out of jail.  Esther had gotten an attorney to get custody of the children because the mama was a crack head as well.  I thought that it was a good thing that she was going to take care of the children and get them out of a bad situation, and for that I gave her credit.  Esther made sure that the children was well taken care of but I always knew that it wasn't all about the love that she had for the children but it was about the money that she would be getting for them as well.

Esther didn't like the fact that Kinni and I were so close and she was determined to do whatever she could to break us apart.  After being gone for two and a half months when I returned to the house Kinni had told me that she was moving out.  I thought this was very strange because she hadn't said anything to me about moving; but before she could explain to me what was happening Esther and her friend Margie was pulling up.  They got out the car and knocked on the door.  I let them in and they walked in with a straight attitude.  I didn't understand what the problem was but I didn't say anything.

Kinni and I were just starting a smoke session and I wasn't going to be rude and not include them although I really didn't want to because of the way that they had walked in my house.  After the session they started moving Kinni's things and Esther said something to Kinni but I heard Kinni go straight off on her.

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Adventurous Kansas City

A week later Kinni and I went to Kansas City to go gamble and get away from the town for a little bit.  We were on our way to the casino and we were on the freeway.  This van pulled up on the side of us and wanted to race.  Kinni and I were high as hell and we thought it was funny that they really wanted to race us but we thought what the hell, we would race them until it was time for us to get off at our exit.

We were flying down the freeways and there was a police on the side with his radar.  We came flying past the officer and when I seen the police I didn't stop, I just got to our exit as fast as I could.  When I got to the exit I got off the freeway and turned on the street where the casino was.  We pulled up at the casino and parked.  We just knew that the police was going to catch us so we were looking to see if we had been followed.  When we noticed that no one was behind us all we could do was laugh.  I was so nervous because we had an ounce of weed but it smelled like we had a pound of weed.  We could not afford to go to jail in Kansas City.  We finished smoking a joint, and were headed into the casino to do a little gambling.

Before we decided to go in the casino we were talking about how many times that I had locked the keys in the car.  Forgetting that we had just had that conversation, I got my purse from the back seat turned off the car locked the doors and jumped out.

I noticed that I still had my window cracked and I wanted to let it up because there had been a lot of break-ins in that area and they were warning people to be safe and lock up.  When I went to unlock the doors I could not find the keys.  I thought that I had thrown them in my purse but I hadn't. After pulling everything out of my purse I realized what I had done.

Kinni saw me laughing and she automatically knew what i had done and she started laughing.  We didn't want to call the police because we knew that when they opened the door they would smell the weed and we would be arrested.  It was so cloudy in the car that we just didn't want to take that chance.

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Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Tarot card reading gone bad.

Kinni and I had our tarot cards read by this girl named Tee Tee. Tee Tee was good but she wasn't great at least that's what we thought.  Tee Tee told us that we shouldn't go out for a few weeks because we were going to get into an altercation with a woman and someone that we haven't seen in a while will be there when the altercation happen.

My birthday was coming up and we really wanted to go out but we thought about the tarot cards read.  Kinni suggested that we throw a birthday party and just invite our closest friends.  We knew if we did it that way, there would be no problems or altercations.

We cooked and prepared for the party all day long.  The guest started arriving and it was cool.  We ate, laughed, talked, listened to music and smoked.  People started to leave and we were cleaning up and then another group of people showed up and that's when we really got the party started.

Kinni's brother Jason and his friends had came over and they were drunk but they wanted to get drunker.  We were drinking and playing domino's having a good time.

Tee Tee called me to wish me happy birthday.  Tee Tee didn't sound very good over the phone.  I invited her over to kick it with us to get her out of the funk that she was in.  Tee Tee got to the house and we invited her in gave her a drink and made her feel comfortable.  Not knowing that Tee Tee couldn't hold her alcohol, she started talking trash to the fella's and they were getting irritated by the way that she was talking to them.

Jason pulled Kinni and I to the side and told us what was going on and that we needed to check our girl.  We started paying attention to the domino game and see how she was acting.  Every time that Tee Tee would score she would call them bitches and hoes and they were getting tired of all the names.

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He must've went to Dumb Ass University?

David was six five and weighed about three hundred pounds, but he was dumb as an ox.  I always told Kinni that he didn't have the sense God gave him.  David felt like because he went to college for a couple of years that made him smart.  I kept trying to figure out what college he went to, Dumb Ass University.

Kinni was never in love with David, she didn't even like David, but she put up with him because he paid all the bills and did whatever she told him to do.  As much as she hollered at him you would've thought that he would eventually get tired and leave her along, but the more she hollered at him the more in love he was with her.

David didn't like me because I was very outspoken and he thought that I influenced her not realizing that she was like that when I met her and that's why we are best friends.  David thought that because I was young I was introducing her to all these men.  The reality of it was that I didn't have to introduce her to anyone, she was meeting them on her own.  Every time that we would go out and kick it, when we would get back to the house David wouldn't be there.  While we were sitting in the car in front of the house getting high laughing and talking about the night we just had, who do we see walking down the street in his pajamas, David's crazy ass.  That was the first time that we knew that he was crazy and deranged but Kinni stuck in there until she couldn't take anymore.  Kinni was getting tired of David because she said everyday he was getting dumber.  I didn't think that he could get any dumber than he already was but she said he was.  I had to believe her because who would know better than her?

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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Man down........

Kinni didn't want her relationship to end with Martin but she was not going to allow him to treat her any kind of way.  She loved Martin and she knew that she had to love him enough to leave him.

David was dropping Kinni off at her house and she didn't know that Martin had surfaced back home.  When Martin saw the car pull up he ran out on the porch to see who was dropping her off.  Martin saw another man dropping Kinni off and the fight was on.  Martin started pulling on Kinni and she was hitting him trying to get him off of her.  David seen the fight going on and he reversed the car and came back.  When Martin seen that David had pulled pack up in the driveway, Martin charged at him and jumped through his window and started punching David.  David got Martin off of him and threw him out of his car.  Martin landed on the ground and Kinni was trying to get them to stop.  Martin was outraged by what was going on and he started running after Kinni.  Kinni ran in the house and grabbed a butcher knife and pulled it on Martin and told him that if he came any closer to her she would kill him and she was not playing.  Martin stopped in his tracks and yelled at her for her to get out.  After the incident Kinni was happy to leave.  Kinni jumped in the car with David and they went back to his house.  Kinni called me and told me what had just happened and you could tell that she was crying.  I asked Kinni how she felt and she told me that she was angry, hurt, and confused.  I understood then how she was feeling because I have been there before a few times in my life.

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Signs of a crackhead

When you would see Kinni and Martin together, you knew that they had something special even when they had their differences.  Martin felt like his only goal was to make Kinni happy and for years that's exactly what he did.  Along the way somewhere he decided to pick up the worst habit that any man could pick up and that was smoking crack.  Martin wasn't your average crack head.  If you looked at him and talked to him you would never think that he smoked crack.

Martin went to work every day and was always on time, sometimes early and he always stayed late whenever they needed him.  Martin was making great money and he did not want Kinni to work.

We never knew that Martin was smoking until on day him and Kinni got into an argument and he left and when he came home he was broke.  Now we thought that it was kind of odd that he would leave with a pocket full of money but come back broke.  Kinni just let that go she thought maybe he went to the gambling shack and lost it all.  Kinni was not going to accuse him of doing something crazy when she had no proof of what he had done with all the money.

Kinni wanted more than nothing for their relationship to work because Martin was everything she was looking for in a man and he was her soul mate.  A couple of weeks later we went out and for some reason Martin thought that Kinni was with someone else and when we got to the house he had sold her stereo, TV, and her DVD player.  Kinni was mad as hell.  She waited for him to get home and when he got there two days later and he was high as a kite she knew that he was an undercover smoker.  She wanted him to stop smoking but he was determined to do what he wanted to do.

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Kinni is not in love with you

The first time I met Kinni she was dating this guy named Carlos.  Carlos was very much in love with Kinni.  Carlos had bought Kinni a white convertible Camero and it was really nice.  Kinni had told Carlos that she wanted a jeep because she was tired of getting in and out of the Camero because it was too low to the round.

A couple of weeks had gone by and we were at work and Kinni wanted to go have drinks after work.  We went back to Kinni's to change clothes and when we pulled up in the driveway, there was this new Blazer sitting in the driveway.  We looked at each other and started laughing because when Kinni told Carlos that she wanted an SUV he started talking trash to her.  Talking about she didn't need a truck or SUV and what was she going to do with that much car.  We went in the house and Carlos handed Kinni the keys to the new Blazer.  We changed clothes and hit the streets.

Carlos would give Kinni anything in the world, but he was not the person that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with.  As time went on Kinni could not stand to see Carlos.  We were out kicking it ans she met this guy named Martin.

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You never know where you will meet a good friend

You never know how you might meet a good friend for life.  You could meet your best friend in the grocery line, maybe at a movie, or maybe at a job training class sitting next to you.

That's how I met Kinni; I met Kinni at a job training class.  It was in sales for a major company but we were the only two in the entire class dressed up.  I felt so uncomfortable when I walked in, that I found the person that looked more like me and sat by them.  While I was thinking that I was overdressed, Kinni was feeling overdressed as well.  I took a seat next to her and we started talking about all the people in the place.  We instantly hit it off, not knowing that we were going to make a connection.  We talked for a little while and then we decided to work together as partners when they split us up in groups.  We made a good team because we were both about that money.  On lunch break we would go to her house for lunch and get high as a kite and then we would go back to work and finish the day.  Kinni was down to earth and didn't take any shit from anyone and I knew that I had to make her my road dog.

Kinni is dark skinned five six and has a body on her.  People either liked Kinni or the didn't.  Kinni was sixteen years older than me but you couldn't tell.  Everyone that we hung with would get jealous that we would hang together and that we had so much in common.  Not only that they were angry because I was young and they couldn't understand why she would want to hang out with someone as young as me.  Yes I was young in age but my mind was much older because I had to grow up faster than most people.

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