Authors: Leila Jefferson
They left the strip club and walked into another casino to gamble with Lexi’s earnings. They rolled dice and had won the room money back. They played roulette and won enough money to stay another month in Vegas without touching any of the money they had brought with them.
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You must be a good luck charm because everything we touch is hot!” Bianca said.
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I think both of you ladies are good luck charms.”
The girls turned around and pretended not to be star struck. The fine man that had just spoken to them was none other than up and coming rapper Twin Star. He chose the name because he had a twin brother that moved down south to go to school and pursue a degree in entertainment law. They both were stars in their own right, and they were fine. They were identical, standing at five feet eleven with deep cocoa skin. They had dark brown eyes and dimples set on the right side of their face. The only way to tell them apart was Twin Star wore fashionable braids and a mouth full of gold while Jeffrey Brown opted for a low cut fade and no gold to keep his business look professional.
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We are,” Lexi answered and turned around to throw the dice. Bianca followed up with a smirk as she blew on the dice Lexi was about to throw.
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Y’all need to kick it with me tonight.” Lexi paid him no mind as she hit seven and collected her winnings. “You know how many bitches would die for an opportunity like this?” he asked, offended that they didn’t even give him a response.
Lexi waved him off. “Go find them bitches you speak of then.
Ladies
don’t give a fuck about you.”
Twin Star took a step back and looked at them. “This is a mistake you’re going to regret.”
Lexi shrugged her shoulders and paid him no attention. When he walked off, Bianca finally spoke. “Damn, bitch, how can I be like you?”
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You know how the game go. That nigga wanna fuck with us ten times more now. Maybe we’ll bump into him later, if not, it wasn’t meant to be.”
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I trust you. But damn, Twin Star? I don’t know if I would have been able to wave him off so easily.”
They played dice a little more, taking in the free drinks and flirting like no tomorrow. They ended up going in the first club they saw and paid to be in VIP. They popped bottles and danced the night away. Bianca slightly tapped Lexi and whispered to her to look toward the left. Two tables over was none other than Twin Star and his entourage.
“
It must be meant to be, but that nigga will come to us. You know the rules, don’t beg for no dick.”
They popped a bottle of Moet and began sipping. Ironically, the club played Twin Star’s song, and he got up and began lip synching to it with a gang of groupies surrounding him. Lexi and Bianca danced with each other, oblivious to anyone around them. They passed the bottle of Moet to each other, showing every bit of their hood mentality as they drank straight from the bottle. Twin Star spotted them and watched for a while. He wanted them so bad he thought his dick would explode. They were top notch bitches, and he knew they weren’t the average groupies. They had secured a private table for themselves and had popped at least three bottles of Moet since he had noticed them. He almost felt ashamed for coming at them the way he had earlier. He gave it another hour to make sure they weren’t the girls of some ball player or rapper, and seeing them only with each other the entire night, he finally decided to make his move.
“
Well, well, we meet again, ladies.”
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We do,” Lexi responded, giving him a cold once over.
“
So, what y’all ladies do? You must be a stylist to the stars or some PR chicks.” He knew they weren’t the average hood chicks because they were dressed in name brands and didn’t look like they hurt for a dime. He could sniff women from a mile away that had saved up their entire welfare check for an outfit from the ones that lived liked that on a daily.
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We handle our own, that’s what we do,” Lexi shot back curtly.
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Whoa, lil’ momma, I’m just tryin to get to know two lovely ladies,” Twin Star responded with his hands in the air.
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Don’t mind my girl, she can be pretty straight up with no chaser at times,” Bianca added, trying to ease the tension. Lexi was always hardcore, and at times Bianca felt it was too much.
“
It’s cool. Better than the gold digging groupies that stay in my face.” The waitress came over to ask if anyone needed anything. “Bring three bottles of Moet over here and send two bottles to the table over there,” Twin Star said, pointing to the table he was previously at.
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What you doing out here? Business or pleasure?” Bianca asked.
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I got a show tomorrow night. I would love it if you ladies were my special guests.”
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What do we get as special guests?” Lexi looked around. “As you can see, we can start a party by ourselves and have a damn good time doing it.”
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You right, lil’ momma. You get a private table, unlimited drinks and appetizers, and front of the line privilege no matter what time you arrive.”
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Sounds like a deal to me.” Lexi gave Twin Star a wink and gave him their name for the guest list. “Don’t play me or I will blow your spot up and you can kiss your little career goodbye.”
He let out a small laugh. “Damn, you go hard.”
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I’m a town bitch, daddy, we do nothing but go hard.”
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I respect that.” Twin Star kissed her hand, Bianca’s, and walked back to his table.
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I heard that nigga got a big dick,” Bianca told Lexi.
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I’ve heard that, too. We gonna turn that nigga out after his performance tomorrow and you gonna be his bitch. He got some lyrics, so I’m sure he’ll make a lil’ dough and whatever he make you make sure he spending that shit on you.”
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I got that. Bank Roll trained me right.”
Chapter 14
It was the next night and the girls were in their suite getting ready for their night. They took showers, and the room smelled fresh and clean. Room service brought appetizers and two bottles of champagne to get the party started. Lexi chose a yellow lace dress with a yellow thong and yellow bra underneath. She had on strappy yellow stilettos and had her hair done in Shirley Temple curls. She sprayed on her signature Chanel No. 5 and popped open a bottle.
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Here’s to starting a new life,” Lexi said.
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Damn right,” Bianca responded, taking a big swig after Lexi.
Bianca wore gold shorts with a gold top that tied around her neck with cleavage spilling for days. She had on black stilettos and her hair in two high ponytails, giving her an innocent look. She wore Gucci perfume, her favorite scent since she had first smelled it.
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We about to run this town tonight. I just want to have a good fucking time.”
“
I’m with that.”
They finished the two bottles and headed out. They gambled a little and bullshitted with old men with old money. They had collected a few numbers as well as key cards. They had promising prospects, but the night was still young.
“
We hitting up Twin Star party tonight?”
“
Hell yea, we are. We ‘bout to pop the most expensive bottles in that bitch and we going do it liver than it’s ever been done. We ain’t going early, though. We going on our time.”
“
You hella ruthless.”
Lexi arched and eyebrow. “That’s how I was bred, baby.”
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You’s a cold bitch, but you know that’s why I love you.”
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I know.” Lexi stuck out her tongue at Bianca and downed the shot of Hennessy that was in front of her.
About two hours later, they finally went to the club where Twin Star performed. The line was around the corner and everybody looked impatient. From the mumbles, they had been in line for a while because the club was already at full capacity. The girls walked confidently to the front of the line and gave their names. With no hesitation, they were let in the club and someone inside escorted them to their awaiting VIP table. There were already various bottles waiting for them and they wasted no time getting the party started. They got dirty stares and had bitches rolling their eyes, but that meant nothing to them. They ignored the bullshit and did their thing in their own world.
When they were good and tipsy, Twin Star appeared on the stage and started the show. The girls danced with each other and sang the lyrics to his songs. Before he started the third song, he spoke to the audience, thanking them for their support. He ended his speech when he looked at the table he had waiting for Lexi and Bianca. When he saw them, he smiled.
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My special guests are here and I want you fine ladies to join me on stage.
Lexi and Bianca looked at each other and shrugged. “Let’s go, bitch,” Bianca said.
Lexi wasted no time. She tried to be hard, but she was taken back to that eleven year old girl that wanted to be a rapper’s dancer, shaking her ass on stage and having niggas lusting after her.
They made their way to the stage, and Twin Star did his famous song where he talked about how freaky he was and what he would do to the right one. He gave the girls a personal lap dance, and some would have sworn they were actually fucking on stage the way he moved his body in synch with theirs. They looked like they had practiced the seemingly live sex show for hours. When the song was over both girls were hot and bothered, and the unsaid agreement between the two was that they were going to kick it with him the rest of the night.
After the show they left with Twin Star and his entourage, and had a mini party in the limo. They drove around drinking and smoking, then Twin Star passed around an old school album cover with lines of coke on it. The girls looked at each other and figured what the hell. They were ready for whatever. They both sniffed a line and allowed the drug to work its magic. By the time they arrived at Twin Star’s suite, there was a completely different party going on. His suite made theirs look like they paid for it with bubble gum money. His living room looked to be the size their entire suite was and the furnishing was top of the line.
The girls mixed and mingled, going around talking shit as they stole the show. There were plenty of top notch bitches and seasoned gold diggers there, but Lexi and Bianca definitely held their own. One of the guys in Twin Star’s entourage tried to talk to Lexi. She gave him small talk and politely excused herself. The same thing happened when another member of the entourage tried to talk to Bianca. The girls flirted lightly, but let it be known they were just there to have fun. Besides, their eyes were on the prize. They had something special in store for Twin Star, and they played their moves like a chess game to get him where they wanted him. They enjoyed the night fully, making sure they were nowhere in Twin Star’s presence the entire time. When they saw the sun coming up, Lexi elbowed Bianca so they could leave.
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It’s been a long night. I ain’t partied like this in a long time.”
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I don’t think I’ve partied like this ever. I’ve had a lot of fun with Bank Roll, but that was different.”
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I feel you. Let’s see what else we can get into before we leave. I’m sure we can party on another nigga’s dime again that’s trying to impress.”
They headed out of the suite and toward the elevator. As they waited, someone called out to them. “I know y’all ain’t leaving without telling a nigga bye,” Twin Star said.
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You’ve been pretty occupied, but I was going to send a thank you note for such great hospitality. I had an awesome time,” Lexi said, sounding like a professional business woman.
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Yes, Twin Star, you’re a wonderful host,” Bianca added, remembering some of those etiquette lessons she learned from Mabel.
All he could do was laugh. From the outside they had stone cold, gold digging hoes written all across them, but they gave the aura of not giving a shit one way or another. He had watched several of his boys try to get at them and they gave none of them play. They seemed to be there just to enjoy the night and have fun. He wondered if they were suits like his brother that had decided to hit up Vegas and let their hair down for once. He thought maybe they were on some kind of business conference and smiled at the thought of their uppity coworkers seeing them in their women of the night attire. He was drawn to them both, and even if only for a night, he wanted a little more.
“
Thank you, ladies, for gracing me with your company, even though I wasn’t able to fully enjoy it.” He figured he’d throw the pretty talk right back at them. “I’m not sure how long you ladies are in town, but you only live once, right? Continue the day with me, the rest of the weekend, if possible. It’s all on me and away from everyone else, if you choose.”
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What exactly does away from everyone else mean?” Lexi asked.
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I have another suite just for me. I let my homies and the hoes stay and party where we just were, but I need my privacy.”
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I can feel that. So, where is this private suite?”