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WCW - See Me Naked


This ride home. I just keep looking at my phone thinking, this can't be real. You don't fuck the nigga that cash out on you at the club. That makes you one of them.



Head in the locker room. He had seen me naked many of times. He requests for just me to come into the VIP room with him and he always tips me nothing under 5k. He is easy on the eyes too, so I am not complaining. I never ask TeTe for my turn up meds unless I have had a long day at school or working VIP. I still hate working VIP. Well today school kicked my ass. I had two papers due, and I think my math teacher has been to my work place because now he is looking at me with lusty eyes. Sorry baby, I'm not looking for a side hustle.

Nice Shoes Sky. That's what Professor Smith said to me on my way out. I licked my lips and winked at him. LOL. See you soon papi, I told him. He damn near followed me to my car.

I had just washed up when I heard him. " I'm tired of just seeing you naked"

I turned around, and that's all she wrote. He told me, when I was ready to be taken care of; I knew where to find him. That was three weeks ago. Every time I see him, there is a pond around my feet. We end the night the same. He pays the guard to stand at the door, and gives me my treat. I wasn't even high tonight.

I hit the L and everything was fast forwarded. At His house. Smoking. Drinking. Fucking. Sleep. Who is banging on the door? Get in the closet? I'm not getting in a fucking closet. I'm in the fucking closet. How did I become this girl? The door opens and I damn near shit myself. TETE!!

" Nina, get your dumb ass out the closet."

I woke up with four arms around me.

Text from TeTe : Don't get weird on me. You were our pillow princess so no worries. I was tired of just seeing you naked too.


...................... I need another fucking job.

- Nina


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