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"Okaaaaaay so listen, so what, Duan is locked up, that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun every now and then." Havana, who was now known as Ice, was strapping up her bikini bottoms as she stood in Jazmina's room. She had spent most of the night trying to convince Jaz to come out and party with them. She was the more laid back one of the group...a little tomboyish when it came to people and her manners. She wasn't stuck up, Jaz was...like...serious. She always had been. She had to be. All the rest of the girls weren't as focused as she was, which was probably why she had a special spot near Duan, that no other woman could compete with at the moment. Jazmina was the pure definition of a true soldier, and thats why Havana adored her so much.
"You can't just lay up in this room and wait for the call to do a job. Be OFF for once." Havana sat on the edge of the Jaz' bed, "Plus, I want you to scope the place out. You know wherever there is BBL and Celebrities, some money have to be in the midst. "You know Duan would want you to go and make that cash." @justxjazmina
Learning The Ropes
"So when are you going to tell him?" Nya looked at Havana as she was putting her outfit on for auditions. Havana didn't need to audition, but she wanted to, just to let everyone know that she was definitely a force to be dealt with in this new line of business she was in. Havana came straight from the gutta...along with a few other women and young girls led by Mike. Havana had been working for Michael West for three years now. She was labeled his bottom bitch, which was all fine and good. It wasn't until she started to fuck him, where things started to get a little more complicated. She was an escort at the end of the day, and worked the underground. What could someone like him, want with her? He was also a very much TAKEN man.
That wasn't even the complicated part, Havana was pregnant, and it was Mike's and she wasn't planning on telling him not one thing about it. His brother was already hounding her to get rid of it....oh yea....she was fucking him too. Complicated.
"I don't think I am going to. Plus, what I look like pregnant right now? There is no way in hell I'm going to risk my life because of this. I can't tell him...he can't know."
Havana didn't want the child. She was young, still in the streets, and needed money and exposure...that was the last thing she wanted to put on Mike. "I just got the opportunity to audition to be in this new club, this could bring us so much exposure, why ruin that?"
TBC by Nya (Tag needed)
The last thing Nya needed to worry about was Havana, and this ghetto love child but that was her girl. They had a lot on the line with this new enhancement of the operation, and as comfortable as her homegirl was, Nya was treading on thin ice.
She was a freshman in college, and she was failing miserably. Her parents had no clue about anything. Nya was a PK, preacher's kid, but many always said she was her aunt's twin. Her aunt, Mallory, was the rebellious one that never seemed to be on the same page as the family. Nya had no problems with being "The Family", of the church, but it came with judgment she never thought she was ready for.
Mike saw the distraction from the jump, but also saw how the men loved her chill vibe. At first he tried her out in escorting, but after too many no shows he had to switch the plan up. White men loved coke and fetishes involving black women. She didn't do drugs, and had no problem taking charge. At first the men were against the girls handling product, but the preacher's kid seemed to always slide through the cracks.
"Right now we need to focus on this dance, because with the evil twin who knows what can happen." Nya rolled her eyes at the thought of Mike's brother. He's the one that brought Nya onto the scene, but when Mike could tell he was being too hands on he switched her out. She got out of most beatings, because of her family and how attentive they were to her body. Mike didn't need the holy family of Long Beach knocking at his door.
"Plus, I see a couple cute faces in this line, and we both know those boys love a cute face." She glanced behind them. Unbeknownst to them Ivory, Ebony, Star, and Ryda were going to be their dance sisters.
Havana looked behind her to see who Nya was referring to. Some of those women were hoes of another set of males. Havana had never seen any of them before. "Are these Mike's girls?" Havana took a look at each and every one of them. "If so, he has a pretty interesting taste in women." It was starting to be habitual for Havana to get low-key jealous of any female that Mike may or may not be seeing. She was already giving Gizelle side-eyes whenever she would be around Mike, but that was the risk of sleeping with someone that didn't belong to you.
Mike made it clear, that she was just a fuck, and nothing else; he was crazy to believe that, but whatever, Havana knew that there was more to their connection than he was letting on; if he was trying to "save face" for his operation; she gets it.
Coming out of her current mindset, she had to get focused on the auditions that were to take place. "So what do you have in mind for you dance? Is it the one we have been practicing? I think you should do that one...you been perfecting it and I feel you will get noticed with it."
Nya chuckled at Havana's response. She knew that it was a natural thing, especially when you were getting it from the boss. "Fresh meat on the market, I wonder who will get choked up first." It wasn't funny, but at times this group of women had to laugh at the pain.
Although, Nya was rebellious she never thought that she'd end up doing what she was. At times it was a mind fuck, but she took it day by day. With how big Mike plans on the club being, she knew that it wasn't going to be long before the church men became regulars, and that meant she had to find an escape plan from her parents house.
"You're right, but I think we should do the routine with the pole stunt. I know you don't think it's time, but we have to blow their minds. They know us, so it has to be top notch this go round." Nya acted as if she didn't need this strip club gig to pop, but the truth was that she might need it the most.
Havana was envious of Nya, but in all the right ways. She loved her like a sister, but Havana and Nya grew up differently. Nya had parents, she was in college, and had shit going for herself. She would question herself sometimes as to why Nya chose this route...she felt she didn't need it. Havana on the other hand, school-less, no family, she literally had been escorting most of her life. She dreamed of doing those things one day, going to school, making her own name for herself...I guess this "gig" Mike was setting up, could help her do that, thats if he'd let her...and the other women who has aspirations like her.
"I don't mind..." She chuckled. "We been working at it for some time now, I think it would only be right if we give them a show' thats what we are here for, plus, this audition is already bagged sis...we got this."
The promoter, called the next few dancers as the line went up. "I been meaning to ask you...if you could look into getting me a form for my G.E.D...."
Nya was a little surprised Havana asked. She thought her sis already had it, honestly. She was one of the smarter women Nya knew, so it only made sense that she would want that stamp of intelligence. "Of course, I thought you already had it tho and was saving up for community college or something." She moved up with the line.
Many would call Nya ungrateful. Her life of success and happiness was laid out for her. Things could be less stressful, but in all she wasn't happy living the same story as her parents. It never felt like her dream, or made her feel happy about life. She knew she was still young, but these were supposed to be her youthful, full of life days, and most times she felt more alive abusing her clients in the form of BDSM.
"You already putting together your exit plan?" Their line of business didn't have a long life expectancy rate, and most came into it with a plan b.
"Shit I got to...I don't want to be doing this thing forever. Once we get exposure, we leaving. I talked to Pierce about it too...Jazmina too...how long are we going to live like this?" Havana was already feeling a way about Mike, if things didn't go in her favor, she would definitely need a back up plan. "I feel I have some potential to do something at least....even beyond dancing. I have always wanted to try my hand at music..."
Learning The Ropes
"So when are you going to tell him?" Nya looked at Havana as she was putting her outfit on for auditions. Havana didn't need to audition, but she wanted to, just to let everyone know that she was definitely a force to be dealt with in this new line of business she was in. Havana came straight from the gutta...along with a few other women and young girls led by Mike. Havana had been working for Michael West for three years now. She was labeled his bottom bitch, which was all fine and good. It wasn't until she started to fuck him, where things started to get a little more complicated. She was an escort at the end of the day, and worked the underground. What could someone like him, want with her? He was also a very much TAKEN man.
That wasn't even the complicated part, Havana was pregnant, and it was Mike's and she wasn't planning on telling him not one thing about it. His brother was already hounding her to get rid of it....oh yea....she was fucking him too. Complicated.
"I don't think I am going to. Plus, what I look like pregnant right now? There is no way in hell I'm going to risk my life because of this. I can't tell him...he can't know."
Havana didn't want the child. She was young, still in the streets, and needed money and exposure...that was the last thing she wanted to put on Mike. "I just got the opportunity to audition to be in this new club, this could bring us so much exposure, why ruin that?"
TBC by Nya (Tag needed)
The last thing Nya needed to worry about was Havana, and this ghetto love child but that was her girl. They had a lot on the line with this new enhancement of the operation, and as comfortable as her homegirl was, Nya was treading on thin ice.
She was a freshman in college, and she was failing miserably. Her parents had no clue about anything. Nya was a PK, preacher's kid, but many always said she was her aunt's twin. Her aunt, Mallory, was the rebellious one that never seemed to be on the same page as the family. Nya had no problems with being "The Family", of the church, but it came with judgment she never thought she was ready for.
Mike saw the distraction from the jump, but also saw how the men loved her chill vibe. At first he tried her out in escorting, but after too many no shows he had to switch the plan up. White men loved coke and fetishes involving black women. She didn't do drugs, and had no problem taking charge. At first the men were against the girls handling product, but the preacher's kid seemed to always slide through the cracks.
"Right now we need to focus on this dance, because with the evil twin who knows what can happen." Nya rolled her eyes at the thought of Mike's brother. He's the one that brought Nya onto the scene, but when Mike could tell he was being too hands on he switched her out. She got out of most beatings, because of her family and how attentive they were to her body. Mike didn't need the holy family of Long Beach knocking at his door.
"Plus, I see a couple cute faces in this line, and we both know those boys love a cute face." She glanced behind them. Unbeknownst to them Ivory, Ebony, Star, and Ryda were going to be their dance sisters.
Havana looked behind her to see who Nya was referring to. Some of those women were hoes of another set of males. Havana had never seen any of them before. "Are these Mike's girls?" Havana took a look at each and every one of them. "If so, he has a pretty interesting taste in women." It was starting to be habitual for Havana to get low-key jealous of any female that Mike may or may not be seeing. She was already giving Gizelle side-eyes whenever she would be around Mike, but that was the risk of sleeping with someone that didn't belong to you.
Mike made it clear, that she was just a fuck, and nothing else; he was crazy to believe that, but whatever, Havana knew that there was more to their connection than he was letting on; if he was trying to "save face" for his operation; she gets it.
Coming out of her current mindset, she had to get focused on the auditions that were to take place. "So what do you have in mind for you dance? Is it the one we have been practicing? I think you should do that one...you been perfecting it and I feel you will get noticed with it."
Nya chuckled at Havana's response. She knew that it was a natural thing, especially when you were getting it from the boss. "Fresh meat on the market, I wonder who will get choked up first." It wasn't funny, but at times this group of women had to laugh at the pain.
Although, Nya was rebellious she never thought that she'd end up doing what she was. At times it was a mind fuck, but she took it day by day. With how big Mike plans on the club being, she knew that it wasn't going to be long before the church men became regulars, and that meant she had to find an escape plan from her parents house.
"You're right, but I think we should do the routine with the pole stunt. I know you don't think it's time, but we have to blow their minds. They know us, so it has to be top notch this go round." Nya acted as if she didn't need this strip club gig to pop, but the truth was that she might need it the most.
Havana was envious of Nya, but in all the right ways. She loved her like a sister, but Havana and Nya grew up differently. Nya had parents, she was in college, and had shit going for herself. She would question herself sometimes as to why Nya chose this route...she felt she didn't need it. Havana on the other hand, school-less, no family, she literally had been escorting most of her life. She dreamed of doing those things one day, going to school, making her own name for herself...I guess this "gig" Mike was setting up, could help her do that, thats if he'd let her...and the other women who has aspirations like her.
"I don't mind..." She chuckled. "We been working at it for some time now, I think it would only be right if we give them a show' thats what we are here for, plus, this audition is already bagged sis...we got this."
The promoter, called the next few dancers as the line went up. "I been meaning to ask you...if you could look into getting me a form for my G.E.D...."
Learning The Ropes
"So when are you going to tell him?" Nya looked at Havana as she was putting her outfit on for auditions. Havana didn't need to audition, but she wanted to, just to let everyone know that she was definitely a force to be dealt with in this new line of business she was in. Havana came straight from the gutta...along with a few other women and young girls led by Mike. Havana had been working for Michael West for three years now. She was labeled his bottom bitch, which was all fine and good. It wasn't until she started to fuck him, where things started to get a little more complicated. She was an escort at the end of the day, and worked the underground. What could someone like him, want with her? He was also a very much TAKEN man.
That wasn't even the complicated part, Havana was pregnant, and it was Mike's and she wasn't planning on telling him not one thing about it. His brother was already hounding her to get rid of it....oh yea....she was fucking him too. Complicated.
"I don't think I am going to. Plus, what I look like pregnant right now? There is no way in hell I'm going to risk my life because of this. I can't tell him...he can't know."
Havana didn't want the child. She was young, still in the streets, and needed money and exposure...that was the last thing she wanted to put on Mike. "I just got the opportunity to audition to be in this new club, this could bring us so much exposure, why ruin that?"
TBC by Nya (Tag needed)
The last thing Nya needed to worry about was Havana, and this ghetto love child but that was her girl. They had a lot on the line with this new enhancement of the operation, and as comfortable as her homegirl was, Nya was treading on thin ice.
She was a freshman in college, and she was failing miserably. Her parents had no clue about anything. Nya was a PK, preacher's kid, but many always said she was her aunt's twin. Her aunt, Mallory, was the rebellious one that never seemed to be on the same page as the family. Nya had no problems with being "The Family", of the church, but it came with judgment she never thought she was ready for.
Mike saw the distraction from the jump, but also saw how the men loved her chill vibe. At first he tried her out in escorting, but after too many no shows he had to switch the plan up. White men loved coke and fetishes involving black women. She didn't do drugs, and had no problem taking charge. At first the men were against the girls handling product, but the preacher's kid seemed to always slide through the cracks.
"Right now we need to focus on this dance, because with the evil twin who knows what can happen." Nya rolled her eyes at the thought of Mike's brother. He's the one that brought Nya onto the scene, but when Mike could tell he was being too hands on he switched her out. She got out of most beatings, because of her family and how attentive they were to her body. Mike didn't need the holy family of Long Beach knocking at his door.
"Plus, I see a couple cute faces in this line, and we both know those boys love a cute face." She glanced behind them. Unbeknownst to them Ivory, Ebony, Star, and Ryda were going to be their dance sisters.
Havana looked behind her to see who Nya was referring to. Some of those women were hoes of another set of males. Havana had never seen any of them before. "Are these Mike's girls?" Havana took a look at each and every one of them. "If so, he has a pretty interesting taste in women." It was starting to be habitual for Havana to get low-key jealous of any female that Mike may or may not be seeing. She was already giving Gizelle side-eyes whenever she would be around Mike, but that was the risk of sleeping with someone that didn't belong to you.
Mike made it clear, that she was just a fuck, and nothing else; he was crazy to believe that, but whatever, Havana knew that there was more to their connection than he was letting on; if he was trying to "save face" for his operation; she gets it.
Coming out of her current mindset, she had to get focused on the auditions that were to take place. "So what do you have in mind for you dance? Is it the one we have been practicing? I think you should do that one...you been perfecting it and I feel you will get noticed with it."
Learning The Ropes
"So when are you going to tell him?" Nya looked at Havana as she was putting her outfit on for auditions. Havana didn't need to audition, but she wanted to, just to let everyone know that she was definitely a force to be dealt with in this new line of business she was in. Havana came straight from the gutta...along with a few other women and young girls led by Mike. Havana had been working for Michael West for three years now. She was labeled his bottom bitch, which was all fine and good. It wasn't until she started to fuck him, where things started to get a little more complicated. She was an escort at the end of the day, and worked the underground. What could someone like him, want with her? He was also a very much TAKEN man.
That wasn't even the complicated part, Havana was pregnant, and it was Mike's and she wasn't planning on telling him not one thing about it. His brother was already hounding her to get rid of it....oh yea....she was fucking him too. Complicated.
"I don't think I am going to. Plus, what I look like pregnant right now? There is no way in hell I'm going to risk my life because of this. I can't tell him...he can't know."
Havana didn't want the child. She was young, still in the streets, and needed money and exposure...that was the last thing she wanted to put on Mike. "I just got the opportunity to audition to be in this new club, this could bring us so much exposure, why ruin that?"
TBC by Nya (Tag needed)