Around the Way Girls 9 by Ms. Michel Moore Page B

down at last night after I left. Nothing more, nothing less.”
    â€œI can’t say that I’m not deflated to hear the news. I would’ve loved to come back to this room after those boring business meetings to find you stark naked ready for some wood. How much is he paying you to grab a bite to eat anyway?”
    â€œHuh? What do you mean?” No longer moisturizing her skin, she stopped to look up at me, confused like she didn’t charge me for my time. Money made the world go ’round as my father taught me, so Butter could be bought too.
    â€œWhatever he’s paying you for your time, I can pay you more. It’s nothing.” Money was of no object. Doing business with Marie’s father secured my financial security so I blew money whenever I felt the urge.
    Letting out a breath of air in exasperation, I could tell she was thinking twice on my proposition. “Wow, this is going to be harder than I thought.” She sighed. “My friend and I had a crazy night so this breakfast meeting is a must. I promise it’s nothing more than that, but I’ll call you right when we’re done, my word.”
    â€œJust make sure this pussy come back just how I left it.” Pushing her back onto the bed, I opened the robe and made love to her sexy body until sending my seed deep inside of her. I knew I should’ve been strapped up or at least pulled out to jack my nut off onto her stomach, but I couldn’t deny the love my dick had for her warmth. I was in sexual heaven.
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    I heard Jay up talking on the phone to his wife, girlfriend, significant other, whoever—I didn’t care. I had my hand deep in my pockets after really peeping what he was worth so ya better believe the chick on the phone’s role was compromised already. He hadn’t strapped up not one time of us fucking like rabbits so if my period came up late, I’d come up knocked up and keeping it. After getting sexed, paid, and sent out the door, I was climbing into my whip tipping the valet one of the tens I’d made last night.
    Keeping it real with ol’ boy, wasn’t nothing about my story fabricated. I tried adding a cherry on top by letting him work me out before having to leave, so hopefully that helped not to sour his mood; but I had to hook up with Dazz so we could discuss what went down last night. He’d been one of the many calls from early this morning I couldn’t answer but via text he let me know that we needed to hook up ASAP before I went into work.
    â€œThank you, and have a good day, ma’am.” The attendant waved, happy that his day started off the right way.
    â€œOh no doubt. And you do the same.” Pulling off toward Big Boy, I had to meet up with Dazz for breakfast. Jay was throwing major shade about me hooking up with another guy but he had some nerve having a girl with twins at home. Men weren’t shit but at least Jay paid me enough to overlook it.
    Riding down Jefferson, everything was much different than it was last night. All of the partiers were probably still knocked out as nothing but trash was left in the parking lots running over into the streets. Many business owners were out sweeping, cleaning up, and prepping for their Saturday morning patrons.
    The phone rang. Reaching for my phone thinking it was Dazz, I answered without checking. Big mistake! “Hello.”
    â€œHi, Shannon,” a deep voice spoke back.
    Pulling the phone back, looking at the number, I didn’t know anyone from that area code prefix so it must’ve been a bill collector. “Yeah, who is this? I ain’t got no job, money, or nothing; plus it’s too early to be calling my phone about some bill shit.”
    â€œYour father.”
    I hadn’t heard from this man since he’d told me to have a nice life on my eighteenth birthday handing my mother the final child support payment. I didn’t know she faithfully received.