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I don't know what his name is but he is a sexy chocolate man. He comes at the same time the head master comes and I am THANKFUL because I haven't talked to him since that threesome. For some reason he has started calling me Queenie. I have no problem with that because he is fine as fuck and drops enough money on me that I don't even have to work weekends. The first night I was in VIP alone with him he told me my smile didn't come to my eyes. Corny ass nigga. I told him I was tired and needed a weekend off. He asked how much do I usually make during a weekend. I told him, and I was chilling in my pj's the following Friday - Sunday.

I didn't know if he was going to come tonight but I put on my BEST SHIT! Thigh high tights, skirt that comes up above my ass cheeks, and lace bikini. I was ready for him. The head master came in and started pointing towards me to the security. I damn near ran to NFL and said if you want me, you better take me now. We ended up in VIP right next to Tee Tee and head man.

I let NFL touch all over me. Man I got a rush like nobodies business. He's hands were not rough as I thought they would be, they were so soft. At one point he smacked my ass and I moan. He slide his hands under my skirt and I yeep'd. He pulled me back and said " why are my hands wet Queenie? Is all that for me?" No words came to mind. I didn't have shit to say. It was throwback hour and they played Trick Daddy ft Avant and Trina Are we fucking tonight.

I had been going to pole classes and had some tricks I had never performed. I got off of him and walked to the pole. I went all the way up to the top, took my bra off and slide down the pole backwards into a split. By this time, everybody in there room is watching me. I just kept shaking my ass slowly and grinding on all fours. I don't see anyone but him. Damn I'm thinking. Look at you acting a fool over a nigga that aint even yours. When the song ended he was rock hard and I love being the reason.

I told him my shift had ended and he gave me a some money with a card on top.

.................. It was a hotel booklet with the key inside ..................... He smacked me on the ass and said don't make me beg because I will.

-Nina
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