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cheeks.” Smacking me on the behind, I rolled my eyes hearing the same thing I’ve heard every day of my life. I’m too white to be black but I’ve got too many black features to be just white.
    â€œSo whose side are you on? Those tack-headed hoes or mine? I thought we were better than that!”
    â€œI knew there was a softer side to Butter.” He leaned back onto the many speakers. “Don’t go getting all soft on me, girl, I was just playing.”
    â€œEmotional my ass! Don’t play ya’self out of a free meal, nigga! See you in a few.” Turning to go down the stairs, I threw my two fingers up letting him know we were still cool. I’d gained enough enemies tonight. Wasn’t no sense in gaining another. “You know the routine; see you after payout.”
    Heading toward the locker room, it was time to throw my Victoria’s Secret Pink sweats back on so I could get up out of here. It was well after two in the morning, my stomach was growling, and I was ready to get my late-night impromptu vamp session started with Dazz. He had an overprotective girl at the crib so I knew he wasn’t trying to get an all-nighter popping. Regardless though, I was still planning on sliding through the twenty-four-hour Kush spot around my way before going in. My choke sessions never stopped so I had to get right before morning came since I was bone dry out. I didn’t save my tails like budget smokers, so I didn’t even have the emergency stash to hit up.
    Opening the door to the sweaty-smelling locker room, almost every dancer was stripped down but booty naked getting changed for after parties or to go home to their snotty-nosed kids. Those who only made small piles that could fit in their wrist purses throughout the night were already dressed, heading for the door, while the headliners sat posted, counting cash, waiting on Frank. Opening my locker, I pulled out my Gucci purse, scrambling for my phone. If ol’ boy texted as promised, I’d be cancelling with Dazz without a second thought. Seeing the envelope icon lit up in my notifications, I quickly entered my pass code, messing up twice out of anxiousness. Damn, bitch, slow down; you actin’ like one of these thirst buckets in here. Instantly annoyed seeing just a gang of messages from my mother, which were more like begs for me to come by, talk to her, or at least read the prayers she’d sent, I threw the phone back into my purse, picking up the canteen of Avión instead. Fucking with Shawntay kept the rim of any bottle glued to my lips. Tilting it back, feeling the warm liquor slide down my throat, by the time I made it to my bed I’d be too lit to remember the night. Screwing the lid back onto the container, I put it back into my purse then proceeded to slide off my outfit.
    Smelling like smoke from head to foot, I needed a shower like a bum needed rehab, but wasn’t trying to lurk around Bare Faxxx no longer than necessary. Grabbing a few baby wipes from my duffel bag, I started to wipe my body down, hoping the little bit of fresh scent and disinfectant it had in the small cloth would be enough to mask the sweaty smell. Dazz knew I’d just got done popping on a handstand but that wasn’t no reason for me to go out smelling musty or not giving a fuck. I was a lady first, please believe!
    â€œHey yo, Butter bitch, you swiped some money up out my pile with your mutt dog sneak ass. I’m gonna need them bills back.” Isis walked in with her tits hanging low. “I know you didn’t think I forgot!”
    Here the fuck we go! Isis wanted any reason to get at me. She knew like the Lord knew I wasn’t a thief. “You better kill yo’self on that note. Butter don’t steal, baby. I tend to charity cases like ya’self if nothing else!” Rolling my eyes, I played it off like I was getting some more wipes but I was really wrapping my fingers around the handle of my