by Linette King
“I have to go start on these sew-ins before the doors open,” I answered.
“Girl, Candy is on the last one and Michelle came in with her sew-in done,” he said. I was so confused because I didn’t even see Candy come in at all! When I checked my watch, it was 6:30! “You fell asleep right here babe, so Candy started on the heads for you,” he said after he noticed how confused I was. “Well, I have to go get dressed and link up with Deuce. I’ll catch you when the party starts,” he said before he kissed my forehead and walked towards the side door. I promise I’d never seen him coming or going until now.
I walked up to the DJ booth and did one last check before I went to help the girls get dressed and cut their hair. While I was talking with the DJ, Michelle walked up to me. I didn’t put two and two together when Rashard was saying her name a few minutes ago, and I think we were both a little thrown off. She walked up while I was rearranging some things on the stage area and tried to tell me the stage didn’t go over here. I swear, this place has too many chiefs and not enough Indians. I was real polite about it though.
Anyway, my photographer arrived right on time. I had already explained to him over the phone where I wanted him to set up, so he went right to work. I went over to speak and then headed into the dressing room. “Candy, don’t get offended but I’m going to go around and make sure everything is tight with their hair before I start cutting. Thanks for helping me and letting me get that sleep though,” I said to her.
“No problem and I won’t but don’t you get offended either,” she said as he handed me a stick of gum. I started laughing so hard while popping it in my mouth. I didn’t even think about brushing my teeth because I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep.
After I styled everyone’s hair, it was time to get them dressed and let them know their temporary job titles. I called Tammy up and helped her slide into her all white bustier crop top shirt. It had lace scraps that crisscrossed down her stomach. Afterwards, I gave her a black tennis style mini skirt that flared out over her ass. It covered her booty completely but her thighs were exposed. Once she stepped into her stilettos, you couldn’t tell her shit! She was so happy with her new look after she looked in the mirror that she gave me a hug. “You’re going to be waitressing tonight Tammy. The cages will be closed,” I said to her. She just nodded her head and walked away still smiling.
Ashley walked up next to get dressed. She had a white T-shirt styled top but it was cut low and showed lots of cleavage. Her big titties didn’t sag, so I told her to take her bra off. She had no stomach, so the shirt looked really good on her. It hugged her breasts and showed her stomach. I finished her look off with short black shorts and really high heels. I wanted to draw attention to her breasts and legs and it worked. “You will be bartending tonight,” I said as she nodded her head before she pranced off.
Both Tia and Megan had really bad shapes, so it didn’t matter what they had on. I wanted all of the girls in black and white but I wanted their outfits to be different. Tia wore a black tennis style dress that was tight at the top and flared out over her big butt. It was long enough so you couldn’t see her ass but it was short enough to get your imagination running! She wore black stilettos as well. Now, Megan also wore a black dress! It fit her frame perfectly. The front of it was cut really low in the form of a V, exposing the place between her breast and stopping at her navel. The back was made the same way and stopped in the middle of her back. I had no idea she had a tattoo in the center of her back of a lion! The tattoo alone made her dress the shit! The dress stopped about mid-thigh and had deep splits on both sides. Once she put on her heels, her and Tia thanked me before exiting the dressing room.
When I saw Michelle with her long weave and work attire, I had nothing to change about her. We had many conversations while she was my patient, so I knew she was extremely insecure and I didn’t want to send her over the edge by changing anything.
I had completely forgotten about Tia when she walked up to me. Like I said before, she had no shape at all, so it was pretty hard thinking of something she could wear to make her look fuckable. She wore a white bra style bustier with black trimming and black shorts with white and black heels that crawled all the way up to her knees. I had cut her sew-in into a bob and she looked amazing. I had already told Candy where I wanted the girls so once they were finished getting dressed, they all went to their posts.
Now it was time to work on me. I took a shower before I put lotion all over my body. I threw on a simple two-pieced red Vera Wang dress set that stopped at my knees. It was tight on my small breasts and left my stomach and back exposed by only connecting to the bottom half of the dress on the sides. The bottom of the dress flared out over my ass. I finished my look off with black fuck me pumps that were comfortable. After I finished getting dressed, I slid my brass knuckle on as an accessory. The club is dimly lit, so no one will know right off what they are. I just can’t shake the feeling that I’m being watched.
The crowd is finally coming in, and I notice Michelle and the chick from the hospital weren’t together. The chick was sitting off in the cut watching. I’m not sure if she was watching me or just people watching but I decided to keep a close eye on her.
I was having so much fun mixing and mingling with the crowd that I lost track of time. I have no idea why I was introducing myself like I would see these people again. A lot of them was asking if I could host a party for them the way I did for Deuce, but I politely told everyone this was a special favor. Nobody believed this was my first time. Raphael was so pleased with the club, dancers, and their positions for tonight that they may become permanent.
The commotion at the door caught my attention and caused me to look towards the door. “Everybody get up and put ya hands together for da birthday boy DEUCE!” I yelled over the microphone. Rashard’s eyes and mine connected, which made me melt. He winked at me and continued to walk in with Deuce. It was kind of hard for him to get all the way in because everybody was stopping him to tell him happy birthday and hugging him.
I was smiling until I saw Michelle approaching the wrong nigga with her arms open as she tried to get a hug. It was the wrong nigga because it ain’t Rashard’s birthday, but I’m the right bitch to take her outside and beat that ass for being disrespectful. I watched closely as he stepped out the way of her hug before he whispered something in her ear. My blood started to boil until they both turned around and he pointed at me. When she turned and looked at me, she took off running. I have no idea what the two of them have going on but I’m for damn sure am going to find out.
Rashard walked up to me and kissed me so passionately, everybody else disappeared. When he pulled away, I didn’t even care about Michelle’s ass no more. I was addicted to this man and we hadn’t even had sex yet. “Get to work, Miss Lady,” he said to me before he kissed me on my forehead.
I walked back up to the stage because I had a special surprise for the birthday boy. “Can I get the birthday boy to come up to the stage?” I asked over the microphone. He had so many hoes in his ear it was unbelievable and they all gave me an evil glare. I flashed a smile in their direction and turned to set the stage up for my surprise. I sat the microphone down and got Tony to hand me a chair. Of course, the birthday boy had to get a lap dance!
“Can I blindfold you?” I asked in his ear. He nodded his head and grinned from ear to ear. Once he was blindfolded, I walked to the DJ booth, so I could tell him what to play. I looked out in the crowd and Rashard was looking at me quizzically, so I gave him a reassuring smile.
I turned around, gave the DJ a head nod, and the beat dropped. Ludacris started rapping as my girl made her way seductively to the stage.
Catch me in the mall, you know I buy it out
G5 plane, yeah I fly it out
Ass on the back look like Lac sitting on28s
No you can’t get her if you ain’t got plenty cake
ATL, Georgia, booties look like this size
23 waist, pretty face, thick thi
ghs
The crowd went wild as she danced her way to the stage. I noticed Deuce’s leg was shaking but I had to wait for the head nod. When she gave it to me, I removed the blindfold and Candy was on the stage dancing in front of him. She was wearing one of those all black masquerade masks with gold specks on it. She wore a black and gold panty and bra set from Victoria’s Secret with the matching garter belt. Her all black stiletto heels had straps that crisscrossed all the way to her inner thigh, meeting the garter belt! She looked amazing and niggas were throwing money her whole way up to the stage.
I can do it big, I can do it long
I can do it whenever or however you want
I can do it up and down, I can do circles
To him I’m a gymnast, this room is my circus
I market it so good, they can’t wait to try-uh-uh-uh-uy me
I work is so good, man these niggas try to buy-uh-uh-uh-uy me
They love the way I ride it, they love the way I ride it
They love the way I ride it, they love the way I ride the beat
How I ride the beat
I ride it, they love the way I ride it
They love the way I ride it, they love the way I ride the beat
Like a freak freak freak, uh
Everybody was so focused on Candy and what she was doing that all we could hear was Ciara singing how these niggas love the way she ride it. Candy was most definitely doing the damn thing and when I looked at Deuce, he was mesmerized. She did a split and flipped backwards onto his lap while twerking. When she sat upright grinding to the beat, Deuce grabbed her hair and pulled her head close to his face, while licking her neck. By the time the song went off, I thought he was going to bend her over and fuck her right on the stage in front of everybody.
I grabbed her robe from the DJ and handed it to her, so she could go shower and get dressed to finish enjoying the party. Deuce’s ass thanked me over and over. I continued to mingle with the guests but I didn’t miss the daggers Michelle kept throwing at me with her eyes. I didn’t care though, as long as she stayed over there, I wouldn’t have to fuck her up.
After the party was over and everyone was leaving, I decided to go around to collect my table centerpieces. Raphael gave me a cart and a few boxes, so I could make one trip. Rashard pushed the cart since he was walking with me. I opened my car door and couldn’t believe my eyes! On my passenger seat, there was a cup with ten fingernails in it and a note attached to it. I grabbed the note so fast, I almost knocked the cup over.
dear bitch!
you hoes thought you killed me huh? well see you soon
Rashard
Walking Tamia out to her car was bitter sweet. I was having one of those ‘I hate to see ya leave but I love to see ya walk away’ moments. I’m ready to kick all of my bitches to the curb and date Tamia seriously. It could be us against the world! We made it to her car and got ready to load all of this shit up when she just stopped moving. I looked closer at her and it looked like she was reading something. I stood there a few minutes and waited on her to finish, but it didn’t look like too much of nothing was written on the paper.
“Babe, what’s wrong?” I asked her as I tried to figure out why she was just staring at the paper.
“He got her,” she answered me without looking up. “He got her and he’s coming to get me next,” she continued as she finally turned around to look at me. Her eyes were completely glossed over as I rushed to her and wrapped my arms around her small frame.
I was so confused about what was going on but we couldn’t talk here. “Let me load this shit up for you,” I said and sat her down in the car. Grabbing my phone out of my pocket, I called Candy.
“What’s up boss?” she said as she answered her phone.
“I need you to come out here with Tamia real quick,” I said to Candy.
“Where’s she parked?” she asked.
“To the right of the front entrance,” I said and disconnected the call. See, that’s why I’ll always fuck with Candy. She’s like family and she always got my back, no questions asked. We’ve had our share of disagreements but who doesn’t? I began loading the stuff into the car while I waited on Candy to come out. By the time I was putting the last center piece in the backseat, Candy was walking up to the car. “Listen, I need to run inside and check the cameras to see who left that note on her car. She’s shaken up and I didn’t want to leave her out here by herself,” I explained to Candy. She nodded her head and walked around to the driver’s side of the car to sit with Tamia.
I walked around to where Tamia was seated in the passenger’s seat and sat on the edge of the seat. She was still looking down at the paper so I took it and read it:
dear bitch!
you hoes thought you killed me huh? well bitch you didn’t! see you soon
Now I really needed to get my ass in my office to see what I could find out. “Babe, I’m about to go look at the cameras,” I said as I handed her back the letter. “Candy is going to stay out here with you,” I said and stood up, not really wanting to leave her out here at all. I know if something happened and I can’t get to her, she will view me as less than a man for not protecting her. “You strapped?” I asked Candy.
“Always,” she answered. I felt a little better but I still didn’t want to leave her out here like that.
I walked away from the car and headed back into Carte Blanche. As soon as I walked through the doors, you could cut the tension with a knife. I did a scan of the crowd and not much was out of place but I could still sense something was off. I walked cautiously through the crowd until I saw one of the security guards, Tony. I walked up to him and pulled him to the side. “Aye bruh, Tamia, the one that was hosting the party,” I paused giving him time to think about who I was talking about. When he nodded his head, I continued, “She’s outside to the right of the front entrance. Candy is with her but I need you to go out and make sure nothing happens to her before I get back out there.”
“What’s going on?” he asked, slightly pissing me off.
“Keep her safe,” I said and walked away from him.
I could feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand up, which put me back on alert. I turned around and looked at every face I could but for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out what was about to go down. I know better than to shake shit off, so I walked back through the crowd to Rafael’s office. “What’s up man?” Rafael asked without looking up. I couldn’t believe my fucking eyes! This man had already started counting tonight’s take with people still in the building! Not only that but he has he fucking office door wide open with the money sitting all over his desk.
“Man, what the fuck you doing?” I asked as I looked at the money on the desk.
“Shit, I’m trying to get outta here as early as possible man. Got me a piece I’m tryna go climb in,” he explained, like that shit made sense. Pussy is a distraction for niggas that’s not used to getting it. I wish I would allow pussy to make me do something this stupid. Ain’t nothing but street niggas in here right now and ain’t no telling what one might do if they walk by and see all of this money out.
“Man, put this shit up now or close and lock your door behind me!” I said, shaking my head.
“Oh yeah! Get Roy to shut shit down pronto! I got a bad feeling,” I said before leaving. As soon as I walked out of the office, I locked eyes with Michelle. I could see the pain and hurt in her facial expression but honestly, she had no reason to be hurt. If anything, she hurt her damn self. I wasn’t leading her on or nothing. I know my mama said I shouldn’t have fucked her but shit, Michelle was throwing it at me. She knew I didn’t want to be with her because I’d told her before. The only reason I was even going to her house was to get my damn dreads twisted any fucking way. Breaking the stare off she was trying to have, I walked away but I could still feel her eyes on me. If she would just let go and move on like normal fucking people do, she wouldn’t be hurting right now.
“Bruh, where Candy?” Deuce yell
ed over the music at me.
“She’s working. Aye, I’m gone get up with you in a minute. I need to check some shit out real quick,” I said and dapped him up. I walked to the elevator to access the secret one that only goes to my office
Once I got settled in my office, I checked the cameras because I just couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to go down. I checked the inside cameras first and noticed people still hanging around. I saw Michelle sitting alone with her head in her hands. I watched for a few minutes because two guys approached her and she didn’t even look up. That shit is bad for business! You can’t be at work in your damn feelings and letting people know you’re in them. She’s a waitress, she’s supposed to be walking around flirting with niggas, not sitting down moping like she lost the last nigga on earth. I looked at the outside surveillance cameras and could see people slowly leaving the club but I still had that feeling like something was about to happen.
I hit review to try and find out who put the letter on Tamia’s car. It took about thirty minutes of watching her car before a cab pulled up and circled the parking lot. At first, I thought it was somebody getting dropped off until the cab stopped behind her car. I have no idea how he knew it was her car because there’s nothing personalized on it. He must have been stalking her like he was stalking Armani before he took her. He had a hood on but the hood means nothing if you don’t know where the cameras are. I have cameras all over the parking lot, so I got a clear view of his face. I froze the image and printed it out, so Tamia could tell me who this guy was.
I switched the cameras back over to present time, so I could see what was going on. There were still people lingering around the inside dancing and talking. I normally don’t check the cameras in the bathroom but something told me to. Now, don’t turn your nose up at me, there aren’t any cameras in the stalls! I have the cameras behind the mirrors in the bathroom.
I could see Tiffany and Michelle sitting at the vanity table in the bathroom talking. I didn’t want to listen but something was telling me to listen, so I hit the button to play the sound. “Fuck him girl, I promise the world will not stop if you stop fucking with that nigga!” Tiffany said to Michelle.