Cali Serenity

I walked into work alone but now my gang was all here.  Belle, Gawdess, and Janelle were upstairs giving table dances while making their money. 

Tonight I looked extra sultry with my thick hair pinned up in a curly bun, sporting a white cropped lace string top that showed my girls, with pair of sexy lace G-string with a fairly new pair of red bottoms on my feet.

My face was blessed with a light beat but sis body was glittered, oiled and shined up like a brand new car off the lot.  You couldn't help but notice me. 

It was already 12:30 AM and I was dancing for one guy who looked like Chris Rock in the face but was built like 50Cent himself. 

He was banking so that's all that mattered. I was here to get paid.

"Gosh, you are such a beautiful woman", he said as his eyes traveled my body while holding a $50 dollar bill in my face.

I gently took his hand and permitted him to tuck the bill in my G-string.

"And you are a fine ass man" I lied to him, licking my lips as he lay back in the chair, admiring my frame.  

I began gyrating in his lap and murmuring sweet bullshit in his ear, making him breathe heavier each second.

"Dream right?" he said into my ear over the music.

"Yeah baby, Dream"

"God, what I would do to have a night with you"

I damn near threw up in my mouth but the sight of the money he began pulling out his wallet make it go back down. 

Kiss it Better by Rihanna was blasting in the club and it changed to She Twerkin by Ca$h Out.

The lights began flashing money green, mixing with pink and white as sirens began blaring mixed into the music. 

"Ohhh shit, we got LA's finest in the building. The Muthafuckin Lakers is in the building! Ayo Mr.23, Kayden wassup my nigga, I see you! Zo waddup!" The Dj yelled over the music.

I felt like a ton of bricks was slammed into my stomach as I looked out the corner of my eye to see this flashy nigga dressed in all white walking through, pointing to some people as he acknowledges him and dapped some people up. 

This nigga had every last one of his friends with him; Fats, Jay, Trey and I seen Lonzo Ball but it was a relief to not see Kross with him.

I just knew he was in town to support KJ tonight on his victory win.

I snatched the money from the customer, tucking it into my boobs as I began darting through the crowd of people in the club, running straight past Belle who was on the main stage with Janelle and Gawdess, spinning around the pole and twerking for the tricks up in here tonight.  

I couldn't breathe at this point from the sounds of people screaming for KJ and his guests, the DJ, and the loud music.

I walked back quickly to the locker room where it was empty as I tried to catch my breath. 

FUCK! I cussed to myself as stuffed my money into my gym bag and began shaking my hands to calm my nerves.

Out of all fuckin clubs why the fuck he had to come here tonight? DAMN! 

I leaned against the wall, facing the mirror and closing my eyes as I tried to calm my racing thoughts when I suddenly felt a hard slap on my ass cheek, stinging a little and making me jerk up.

I jerked my head and body around to see Yummy standing in front of me with white diamond-studded bikini that looked so sexy against her milk chocolate skin. 

Her long hair had curls that cascaded down her back, as she stood nice and tall with her clear heels on.

"Don't ever touch me like that again" I spat as I pinched my nose.

"Wuss wrong Dream doll?" she looked me up and down. "You runnin away from da money?"

She stepped closer to me and started touching my hand, causing me to yank back and step to the side.

"Stop Yummy.  Don't touch me at all"

"Why you treating me so badly?" She asked with concern. " I just saw you runnin and wanted to see wuh was wrong witcha.... Why you so scurred of me, what that bitch Stallion tell ya?"

I shook my head trying to get away from her because I was in no place to even address this shit right now. 

My fucking cousin is upstairs and I'm down here damn near naked shaking my ass for dollars. 

"Dream?!" Yummy shouted, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Look!" I shouted, looking at her. "She aint tell me nuthin ok.  I just don't feel good and I need a moment to myself"

Yummy looked me up and down.

"Well, you betta get betta fo' TIP come lookin fo ya.  But if its anything I can do, you just lemme know" she said, licking her lips and flashing her dazzling white smile before swinging her hair and walking away. 

The sound of her heels clicking across the floor began to fade as I realized I was in the locker room alone this time.

I sighed as I sat down one of the chairs in front of the vanity and dropped my head down on my arms.

This was gonna be a long fuckin night.

***

"DREAM?!"

I slowly lifted my head to see Janelle's reflection in the mirror in front of me.  She wore a monokini with her breasts sitting up and her ass hanging out, and a pair of Bedazzled stripper heels with her hair sleeked up into a high genie ponytail.

"Dream, whut is wrong wit you...TIP is looking all ova fa you girl" she sat on the vanity as she looked down at me.

"I cannot go out there right now", I said, feeling sick to my stomach.

"Why not?" Janelle questioned. "TIP aint gonna letcha leave now dat...." Janelle's voice trailed off.

I looked up at her, making eye contact as she placed her hand on her head and smirked.

"Yo cuzin Kayden up there, aint he?" Janelle questioned.

I sighed as I laid my head back down on the table and groaned. 

"I cannot go out there and dance while this nigga is in the building Janelle"

"Cali girl den what you gon' do because Kayden doesn't pay yo bills and you shouldn't give a damn what he thinks.  If we got paid for how people think of us bitch please we'd be broke forever" 

I was hearing what she was saying but I didn't really care for the whole Ronnie from Players Club speech right now.  Its always easier to say how you feel when you're not in that predicament. 

I looked up at Janelle and I knew my eyes told her that I was severely nervous and scared which made her soften up on me.   

"Look Dreamgirl" she sighed, sitting next to me. "Just do one more dance so TIP knows you did something tonight and then just head out.  It's so many bitches on da flo he prolly won't notice"

I shook my head. "Okay" I stood up and went into my locker to take a huge swig of patron that I had in my duffle bag. 

I needed to be nice and drunk to get through the next dance or two because I just didn't have the best feeling about this at all. 

10 minutes later I was in the main part of the club, trying to stay off to the side and not be seen by KJ and his rowdy section.

These niggas were standing on top of couches with their shirts open, pouring expensive liquor and champagne on the girls as money flew around in their section.

It had to be at least 20,000 dollars on the floor beneath their feet. I was tipsy as hell as I grinded my ass into this guy crotch, allowing him to rub his hands against my skin while the music boomed through the club.

The guy handed me $200 dollars and I was ready to move on through the crowd when I felt someone grab my hand.   I turned around to see LA Lakers very own Lonzo Ball standing over me.

"How much for a private dance?" he asked me with a slight grin on his face.

My mind drew blank for a second from the scent of his cologne. I could tell he's been smoking and drinking by how low and hazy his eyes were but it didn't take away from his good looks.

"Its $1000 in the Diamond Deluxe suite"

"I got $3000 right here," he said as he flashed three BIG wads of bills rolled up in a rubber band.  

My eyes immediately got big as I knew I couldn't turn this money down.

I nodded as I bit my lip nervously. I wasn't nervous about the dance but I damn sure was nervous that I had to walk through KJ section to get to the Diamond Suite. 

I grabbed his hand as I hung my head down, making my way towards the section. With each step up the stairs, I felt my heart sinking lower and lower into my ass and my stomach turned like I was churning homemade ice cream. 

"Okay, Nigga I see you!"  Trey slurred as he dapped Lonzo up. "Got you a bad bitch huh, okay loc"

"You already know I had to scope one of the baddest hoes up in here" He boasted with a chuckle.

I continued to keep my head, trying to hide my face from Trey and his friends as I gently tugged for Lonzo to keep following me and cutting the small talk.

"Damn, shawty can't lift her head up to look up at a nigga?" Trey taunted as he laughed. "Come on Lil mama, a nigga don't bite"

"I'm good," I said, trying to make my voice sound different. "Just ready to give this dance to my customer"

I began to walk off, dragging Lonzo behind me as I made my way to the suite and that's when I heard Trey sucked his teeth before diverting his attention to someone else

"Ayo Kross, yeah I see you nigga"  

Hearing that name almost caused my knees to buckle but I gained composure. 

My face instantly got hot as I scanned the section to find my EX sitting there looking SO FUCKING good that it would make any bitch cry.

But the sight of him smoking as he admired Gawdess as she danced for him made me want to fuck everything and everyone up in this section. 

Gawdess had her leg up on the couch and grinding in his lap, clapping her ass in front of his face as if she was his woman.  I was livid at this point.

"You gonna keep walking or nah?"  Lonzo asked, snapping me out of my trance.

I was so caught up in the two that I didn't realize I stopped and was face to face with Fats.  I wanted to hug him since it's been so long but I also wanted to run because the last time he saw me was in the interrogation room when I was 16.  I'm 20 now and a whole stripper.

His eyes widened and my eyes pleaded for him not to say anything.

We were speaking to each other through the eyes right now.  He placed the bottle up to his lips and took a chug before walking past me, looking back in shock.

"Come on" I quickly said, pulling Lonzo.

"You know him or something?" He questioned.

"No...I don't know them....none of them"  I tried to hide my anxiety at this point.

I continued to sneak peeks at Kross as we walked away, back towards the Diamond suite.  He was so wrapped up in Gawdess that he didn't notice me. 

But while I was too busy noticing Kross,  I didn't notice KJ walking out of the Diamond Suite with Yummy and we were both face to face.