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Queen said, “Fuck that! Forgive your daddy then.”
Samaya said, “My daddy on the street, still chasing false dreams. Yours is locked up for trying to put money into the house. It’s a big difference, cousin!”
Queen said, “If he’s that perfect, Granny shouldn’t be raising his children. Oh, I forgot! Who do they want to come live with?”
Samaya said, “I love you! You’re still my baby, but they’re running from discipline, probably. Tara forgave our parents for sending her with Granny.”
Queen said, “You like my mama, girl! Tara ran away at sixteen too.”
Samaya said, “Well, you don’t like them! I don’t either!”
As soon as Samaya smashed off, Queen leaned over, hugged her, and kissed her face, leaving lip gloss all over her cheeks, knowing Samaya hated shit on her face.
Samaya said, “Stop it! Before you make me crash this bitch.”
Queen said, “Ugh! There that bitch go. She never speaks when I come to the shop. I can’t stand that bitch!”
Samaya said, “What bitch?”
Queen said, “She just pulled out the garage in that raggedy-ass car.”
Samaya said, “Girl, we weren’t always rolling and eating. Stop that!”
Queen said, “One day I came looking for you at that store, and it took forever for the bitch to tell me you left. Then the bitch rolled her eyes, and sipped her coffee.”
Samaya said, “She told me about that. She said, ‘Some girl came looking for you, Ms. Samaya,’ plus, she always speaks to me.”
Queen said, “Little turtle-head-ass bitch. Eyeful-watching ass!”
Samaya said, “Girl, yo ass funny! Leave that girl alone.”
Queen said, “Her sister needs to make her some damn clothes. How the hell you fly, and your twin look like a rag doll.”
Samaya said, “Jai is outgoing and classy, and her twin is laid-back into her books. Just because she wears oversize flannels doesn’t mean she’s a rag doll.”
Queen said, “So what! If she’s into her books, she missed the part of good customer service.”
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Man 2 said, “Told you, my nigga!”
Samaya put in the code and waited for the gate to open. She discussed with staff already about it opening and closing too slow, so she was pissed to see they hadn’t fixed it.
She hated going by herself which Queen complained about, but they both went by themselves most of the time.
Man 2 said, “She’s not giving up any play, so you might as well get the bitch.”
Chad said, “I told you to give me more time. I’ll convince her to be mine, and we can get the shit easily.”
Man 2 said, “Look! She has a briefcase, and Queen has the duffel bag. It never changes! Then, you think she’s gonna fall in love with you and give you her password and hand you the money.”
Chad said, “If I can get in her crib, then I can look for it. You look! Ain’t no way we’re getting in this storage unit without a unit.”
Man 2 said, “That’s the smartest shit you’ve said. Let’s call and get one!”
Chad said, “We’re going to need a few more people.”
Jai
Doing Me
Jai was one of the coldest designers on the rise in California. This bitch kept her shit tight with her skin always glistening. She stood at five foot seven with long-ass legs, had a nice bump in the back to complement her figure and boobs sitting high at a 36D after her surgery. Her stomach was flat, and her makeup was always on point.
The bitch’s hair was shiny and jet-black, hanging to her ass, which made her stand out. She had clothes to die for, and her outfits showed off her buttered-down skin, with no scars or tattoos anywhere.
Only a selected few exotic dancers knew about Jai, and the rest were some funny Wall Street bitches with big-ass noses.
Her identical twin sister Jez worked as the cashier and her assistant part-time. Jez always smiled and greeted the people she liked, but Jai couldn’t let her go, knowing she was rude at times.
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Jez said, “Hello, Samaya. How are you doing?”
Samaya said, “I’m okay, twin. How are you doing?”
Jez said, “I’m good, girl. Thanks for asking.”
Samaya said, “Likewise. Where twin at?”
Jai noticed Samaya immediately walking into the shop. I see money today. And prices don’t matter, Jai thought. She would have sit-downs with Samaya and sketch designs to her liking.
Jai said, “Come to me, beautiful! I have so much to show you.”
Before she could say hi, Jai pulled some new designs from behind the white curtain, and the twin was pouring her a glass of champagne. After trying them all on, Samaya bought them all and chatted with Jai.
Samaya said, “You know my style, girl?”
Jai said, “Very simple, and elegant. How are you doing with the man search?”
Samaya said, “You never ask questions to why I want my outfits to come off so easy. And, this man situation needs to find a way into my universe. I’m not looking or chasing shit.”
Jai said, “Are you still down with the business proposition?”
Samaya said, “Yes! I brought the down payment, and we can meet at the bank on Thursday when everything goes through. Right?”
Jai said, “Correct! Here are the business agreement and insurance papers. Sign these, and we’re in business, girl.”
Samaya said, “I need a few minutes to read it over.”
Jai said, “I’ll be right back! Take your time!”
Jai and Samaya attended fashion shows; went to brunch, wine tasting, body painting events, movies; gone fabric shopping, spa treatments; and shared the latest gossip.
Samaya considered Jai a friend, so she decided to open up more and handed Jai a business card.
Samaya said, “Meet me tonight around nine thirty, so we can celebrate. I’m in business now! I’m proud of myself.”
Jai smiled as she read the card, knowing damn well she’d never been to a strip club before. I never have known for a stripper СКАЧАТЬ