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“Damn shake that ass baby!!”
“Whooooooooo”
“Wow she’s looking good!!”
I heard men screaming and whistling before I even walked into the club. I’d never been to New York and now I lived here. Funny how the world works. I hesitated near the front of the doors and my cousin noticed.
“Yo you coming or what farm boy?” He chuckles after he says it
“F*ck you man don’t call me that” I hissed in response. I loved my cousin Adrian but he was a d**k in all honesty. Not to me, but just to...everybody else. He was always the black sheep of the family because he had his own mind and did what he pleased. I envied him for that but our family didn’t. Especially my parents. So it didn’t surprise me that they disowned me when I said I was moving to the city to be his roommate. They said they’d pray for me to gain my common sense back and I told them to pray for a d**k to suck. I’m usually laid back and reserved but when I get pissed, it’s a totally different situation.
“Relax bro, I was just messing with you. Now come on and let’s celebrate you moving out here.”
The moment we were in the building I immediately started to smell perfume and fruits. Weird. I always imagined strip clubs would smell like sweat and desperation, but I guess I was completely wrong. I was from a rural part of Texas so there was a lot to city life that I had to experience and learn. I guess other people knew it to, seeing as I looked pretty much like a fish out of water. Me and my cousin were the only two white guys in the place and even the strippers looked confused but they quickly snapped out of it and continued to work. If you could even call it work.
“-I right?”
“Huh?”
“I said pretty dope club, am I right? Man you need to get your head out the clouds and stop looking so surprised all the time. This ain’t Texas anymore”
“Yeah you’re right, my bad man” I said as I watched my cousin throw money to the current woman on stage. I found it to be disrespectful but I guess if the women worked here on their own free will then it was whatever. Time passed and I became bored and Adrian noticed pretty quickly.
“How about a dance bro” he asked and I looked over at him and laughed.
“I didn’t know you swing that way” I joked and he hit my shoulder.
“Screw you man, you know what I meant!” he laughed back then proceeded to look around before saying “okay enough is enough, I don’t see any hot chicks so let’s bounce” and with that we stood up to leave.
Now welcoming to the stage, the ever so lovely, the sexy, the amazing, Diamond!!!
I shoot a glance towards the stage while we leave but stop in my tracks. I’m stunned by the light brown skinned beauty that takes the stage. She’s short with long black straight hair, tattoos on her thighs and arms, hazel eyes and a body that I could only imagine in my dreams. I felt hypnotized by her and the way she moved. I walked closer to the stage and ignored my cousin calling me from the doorway. He eventually saw what I was looking at and he walked up next to me, jaw dropped.
“She looks-“
“Amazing” I say, finishing his sentence.
During the beauty’s performance, I see some guy try to yank her off stage and immediately I run up and punch him before security can interfere. As the security tries to drag me and the other guy out, I hear a soft voice.
“Wait! The white boy can stay”
They let me go and I turn back to see the brown skin beauty looking at me, cheeks flushed.
“Umm hi” she says shyly
“Hey” I whisper back
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