It's now time for me to go on stage and do what I do best! Make that MONEY.
I don't know why I'm so nervous. I've done this a thousand times. I was snapped out of my thoughts when the announcer called my name. "Give it up for the sexy Cashmere Banks!"
Everyone started clapping. Time to do my thang!!
~45 Minutes Later~
Who ever knew twerking and grinding on a pole would make a person so exhausted. I was getting tired within 10 minutes of being on stage. I almost forgot to go see my boss in his office until I bumped into one of my co-workers. I can't stand this trick. She's 5'9, long ass stiff weave with a Nicki Minaj booty. No one in here likes her. She's what I call "boogey".
"Watch where you going sweetie." I told her as she walked by me, almost bumping into me. She didn't say anything back. She just smiled. I hope this bitch ain't gay. If she is, i'm getting the hell up outta here!
As I was on my way to my boss' office, I couldn't help but to think about why he wanted me to come. Maybe he knew I had a crush on him? I don't know. I just hope it goes well.
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Lady HU$TLER
Teen Fiction21 year old Cashmere Banks is what you call a "Female Hustler". She owns a major drug cartel in Queens, NY and isn't afraid to take anyone down who's in her way. She also works at a strip club just incase something goes wrong with her cartel. She's...
