ADDICTED TO HIM II (3 page)

“Clear,” the girls said in unison.

“Good. Tamia, the floor is yours,” Candy said to me then took a step back.

I’ve never been so nervous in my life. Here I am, standing in front of five girls waiting on me to give orders that I haven’t thought of yet. “I’d like for you to stand, state your name, and spin slowly for me one at a time,” I spoke clearly.

“The fuck is this, an Uncle Luke video audition or something?” Goldie asked.

“Do it or take your extraterrestrial black ass home! I’m a female but ain’t no bitch in my blood sweetie, so please don’t let the size fool ya!” I snapped on her. See, with bitches like her, you have to nip that shit in the bud quick before her attitude spread like wildfire and all these bitches will be talking crazy.

She didn’t respond, which was a good thing. She stood up “I’m Goldie” and turned around slowly. She was skinny, dark skinned, and her hair looked like it needed to be washed. She had it in a ponytail like she didn’t work at a fucking club! She had small breasts and no ass, and it had me wondering how she got this job anyway.

“What do you do here?” I asked her.

“I’m a server,” she replied. I personally would only hire eye candy and Goldie was far from it. Don’t get me wrong, she had a cute face but you should have more than that to work at a club!

“Is there a shower in here?” I turned and whispered to Candy, and she nodded her head. “Shampoo and conditioner?” I asked and she nodded her head. “Goldie, I need you to go hop in the shower and wash your hair real good and don’t put it back in a ponytail please,” I said and turned back around to face the group. She stormed out as a brown skinned chick giggled. I shot a cold glare at her, which stopped her from laughing.

“Next,” I responded and gestured for the next girl to stand up.

“I’m Tammy,” she said standing up and doing a slow spin. Tammy is the eye candy you need waitressing tables! She’s light skinned with a big bubble butt and shoulder length hair. She has small breasts and gray eyes. She could get so many tips if she were a waitress with those eyes alone!

“What do you do here?” I asked her.

“I’m a cage dancer,” she replied, which threw me for a loop. I made a mental note to ask Candy about that later. They didn’t know it yet but nobody would be dancing in cages tonight. I needed all these ladies mingling with the fellas tonight.

“Next,” I said to the chick seated next to her.

“I’m Ashley,” she said as she stood and did a slow spin. Ashley is a brown skinned cutie. All of these ladies are cute, they just aren’t in the right positions to make money. Ashley has really big breasts but no ass at all. She was thick though and I knew the perfect position for her tonight. She had a choppy hair cut that looked more like an accident than a style. I hoped she didn’t pay for it.

“What do you do here?” I asked her.

“I’m a server,” she replied as she smiled. I’m like, really bitch? I wanted to know about her tips because I don’t see a nigga tipping when the bitch ain’t got no ass!

“Next,” I said.

“I’m Tia and I’m a cage dancer,” Tia said as she did a slow spin before taking her seat.

“I’m Megan and I’m a bartender,” she stood up saying as she followed suit. I didn’t mind at all because it sped up the process, so I could move on to my next plan of action. Tia was a thick chocolate chick! She had big breasts and ass for days. She had her thin hair cut into a bob. I’m just going to say this and leave it alone, thin hair does not belong in a bob. Megan was browned skinned, really small breasts, and a big butt with her hair stopping right between her shoulder blades. The wheels in my head started turning immediately.

Candy dismissed the girls, so they could take their showers and start getting ready. Candy explained the process to me. She had me crying laughing when she told me she made them take showers before work every day to make sure they smell good and fresh. “Hey, I have to run to the mall, do you need anything?” she asked me.

“Well, do you have all of your dancers’ sizes?” I asked as I made a list of things I wanted and for which dancer. She had already told me Raphael reimbursed her for all out of pocket expenses pertaining to the club. After I gave her the list, she was out the door.

I ran out to my car because I needed to get the all black silk table cloths I bought earlier today. As I was bending over the trunk, I felt a strong pair of arms wrapping around me. Smiling and turning around, already knowing who it was, I threw my arms around his neck. “What are you doing here babe? I told you I was fine,” I said to him.

“You forgot I know you, huh?” he asked as he stood there and waited on me to tell him. I gave him a brief run down on my conversation with Amere and how I felt about it. He kissed me and told me everything was cool.

“Babe!” I called out to him after a good idea hit me.

“Yea?” he said as he turned around.

“Can we get all of the girls sew-ins? It will go with my classy theme. I also want to move them around out of their normal positions tonight. Do you think Raphael will mind?” I asked him.

“I’m sure he won’t but I’ll talk to him right now,” he said.

“Ok, can you text me Candy’s number? I need to text her my idea.”

“Yea,” he said before he sent it to me.

Tamia: Hey Candy this is Tamia. I need scissors to cut hair. All the girls are going to get sew ins done for the party tonight. I have a lot of bundles in my car because I do hair on the side but I need to be able to cut their hair into the styles that fit their outfits.

Candy: Look at you! You sure you never done this before? LOL I got you tho

I smiled at her text message before I carried the bags of table cloths inside with me. I walked around and cleaned each table before I placed a silk black cloth on top of them. It took me several trips to the car for my glass centerpieces but with the help of Tony and even Roy, we got it covered within the hour. The centerpieces were shaped in the form of different animals of the jungle and gave the place an animalistic feeling to it, while the tablecloth made it all presentable.

I walked back out to my car so I could get more cleaning supplies. It was time for me to sweep and mop then sanitize the bar area. On my way to the car, I couldn’t help but feel like someone was watching me. I stopped and began looking around the parking lot but I didn’t see anyone. This wasn’t the first time I’d felt this way either. For the last four days, I been feeling like someone was sitting back watching me but every time I looked around, I never saw anyone. Instead of brushing it off, I got my brass knuckles out of my purse and slid it in my pocket. After grabbing everything I needed, I headed back into the club to get started.

It took me two hours to get everything the way I wanted it and when I say this placed looked different and in an awesome way, there was no doubt about it! I sat down to rest my feet a bit.

I looked up just as Raphael and Rashard approached me. “Girl, you got this place looking like I need to charge more!” Raphael started laughing and looking around. “Are you employed?” he continued, which caused me to laugh.

“As much as I am enjoying this, it ain’t something I want to do on the regular. The only bright side is I know I’m going to sleep good tonight. But you think you’re impressed now? Wait til I finish with these ladies!” I said as I stood up.

“Where you going babe?” Rashard asked.

“I have to go start on these sew-ins before the doors open,” I answered.

“Girl, Candy is on the last one and Michelle came in with her sew-in done,” he said. I was so confused because I didn’t even see Candy come in at all! When I checked my watch, it was 6:30! “You fell asleep right here babe, so Candy started on the heads for you,” he said after he noticed how confused I was. “Well, I have to go get dressed and link up with Deuce. I’ll catch you when the party starts,” he said before he kissed my forehead and walked towards the side door. I promise I’d never seen him coming or going until now.

I walked up to the DJ booth and did one last check before I went to help the girls get dressed and cut their hair. While I was talking with the DJ, Michelle walked up to me. I didn’t put two and two together when Rashard was saying her name a few minutes ago, and I think we were both a little thrown off. She walked up while I was rearranging some things on the stage area and tried to tell me the stage didn’t go over here. I swear, this place has too many chiefs and not enough Indians. I was real polite about it though.

Anyway, my photographer arrived right on time. I had already explained to him over the phone where I wanted him to set up, so he went right to work. I went over to speak and then headed into the dressing room. “Candy, don’t get offended but I’m going to go around and make sure everything is tight with their hair before I start cutting. Thanks for helping me and letting me get that sleep though,” I said to her.

“No problem and I won’t but don’t you get offended either,” she said as he handed me a stick of gum. I started laughing so hard while popping it in my mouth. I didn’t even think about brushing my teeth because I didn’t realize I had fallen asleep.

After I styled everyone’s hair, it was time to get them dressed and let them know their temporary job titles. I called Tammy up and helped her slide into her all white bustier crop top shirt. It had lace scraps that crisscrossed down her stomach. Afterwards, I gave her a black tennis style mini skirt that flared out over her ass. It covered her booty completely but her thighs were exposed. Once she stepped into her stilettos, you couldn’t tell her shit! She was so happy with her new look after she looked in the mirror that she gave me a hug. “You’re going to be waitressing tonight Tammy. The cages will be closed,” I said to her. She just nodded her head and walked away still smiling.

Ashley walked up next to get dressed. She had a white T-shirt styled top but it was cut low and showed lots of cleavage. Her big titties didn’t sag, so I told her to take her bra off. She had no stomach, so the shirt looked really good on her. It hugged her breasts and showed her stomach. I finished her look off with short black shorts and really high heels. I wanted to draw attention to her breasts and legs and it worked. “You will be bartending tonight,” I said as she nodded her head before she pranced off.

Both Tia and Megan had really bad shapes, so it didn’t matter what they had on. I wanted all of the girls in black and white but I wanted their outfits to be different. Tia wore a black tennis style dress that was tight at the top and flared out over her big butt. It was long enough so you couldn’t see her ass but it was short enough to get your imagination running! She wore black stilettos as well. Now, Megan also wore a black dress! It fit her frame perfectly. The front of it was cut really low in the form of a V, exposing the place between her breast and stopping at her navel. The back was made the same way and stopped in the middle of her back. I had no idea she had a tattoo in the center of her back of a lion! The tattoo alone made her dress the shit! The dress stopped about mid-thigh and had deep splits on both sides. Once she put on her heels, her and Tia thanked me before exiting the dressing room.

When I saw Michelle with her long weave and work attire, I had nothing to change about her. We had many conversations while she was my patient, so I knew she was extremely insecure and I didn’t want to send her over the edge by changing anything.

I had completely forgotten about Tia when she walked up to me. Like I said before, she had no shape at all, so it was pretty hard thinking of something she could wear to make her look fuckable. She wore a white bra style bustier with black trimming and black shorts with white and black heels that crawled all the way up to her knees. I had cut her sew-in into a bob and she looked amazing. I had already told Candy where I wanted the girls so once they were finished getting dressed, they all went to their posts.

Now it was time to work on me. I took a shower before I put lotion all over my body. I threw on a simple two-pieced red Vera Wang dress set that stopped at my knees. It was tight on my small breasts and left my stomach and back exposed by only connecting to the bottom half of the dress on the sides. The bottom of the dress flared out over my ass. I finished my look off with black fuck me pumps that were comfortable. After I finished getting dressed, I slid my brass knuckle on as an accessory. The club is dimly lit, so no one will know right off what they are. I just can’t shake the feeling that I’m being watched.

The crowd is finally coming in, and I notice Michelle and the chick from the hospital weren’t together. The chick was sitting off in the cut watching. I’m not sure if she was watching me or just people watching but I decided to keep a close eye on her.

I was having so much fun mixing and mingling with the crowd that I lost track of time. I have no idea why I was introducing myself like I would see these people again. A lot of them was asking if I could host a party for them the way I did for Deuce, but I politely told everyone this was a special favor. Nobody believed this was my first time. Raphael was so pleased with the club, dancers, and their positions for tonight that they may become permanent.

The commotion at the door caught my attention and caused me to look towards the door. “Everybody get up and put ya hands together for da birthday boy DEUCE!” I yelled over the microphone. Rashard’s eyes and mine connected, which made me melt. He winked at me and continued to walk in with Deuce. It was kind of hard for him to get all the way in because everybody was stopping him to tell him happy birthday and hugging him.