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But . . .”
    “But nothing. You need to stop worrying so much. You were gone for three weeks when you went to DC. And when you got back, what had happened?” Toni asked with confidence.
    Justice could not help remembering her trip to DC and when she returned home she came back to a remodeled office and a substantial profit. Toni had done well and Justice had no complaints whatsoever. It also helped that Precious was sick and that Virgin had decided to be MIA at the time.  She just hoped that this time would be no different.
    After their discussion, they exited the office and walked toward the club area. While doing so, they passed the dressing room. The dressing room door was cracked and Justice glanced inside and was met with the sinister smirks of Precious and Virgin. As if in slow motion, Justice rolled her eyes and kept it moving. She was silent, but if someone could have read her thoughts, she would have been arrested on the spot.
     Toni peeped the exchange, but didn’t say anything until they were in the club area. They took a seat at the bar and ordered two apple martinis. “Why you still lettin’ them bitches work here?”
    Justice ignored Toni’s question and turned around on the barstool to look out at the scenery of the club. Phire & Ice was two levels of pure enticement. Justice looked toward the entrance and saw Twin, her door security guy doing a thorough job of searching the two young cats that had just shown their ID’s. She glanced over at the stage area and noticed how crowded the club was on this night. The featured dancer, Black Stallion was on the mirrored stage working the pole like a pro, and she was getting tipped very well by the dudes crowding around trying to get a better look. Black Stallion was 6’1” without heels, stacked like a Quarter horse with the complexion of smooth milk chocolate. Her ebony skin was glistening with oil as she dropped to the floor in a full split and began making her voluptuous ass cheeks bounce one at a time. Ones flooded the stage and niggas were tossing more as she twerked to Travis Porter’s “Make it Rain.”
    Hostesses wearing boy shorts and bikini tops were serving drinks and making rounds, making sure the customers were satisfied. Justice noticed that there were just as many women as there were men in the crowd. Women had become more open to frequenting strip clubs than they had been in the past. Some bisexual and others just looking to have a few drinks and enjoy the scenery. Nevertheless, more than not, most were there checking for the big spenders.
    Justice looked up toward the second level where the VIP and DJ booth were located. The DJ gave her a salute. “Boss Lady is in the house tonight,” he announced over the mic. Justice raised her drink at him in recognition. Just then, she had a thought. She told Toni, “Let’s go upstairs for a minute.”
    They both got up and walked over toward the stage and edged their way through the crowd and back to the stairs that led to the VIP. Justice wanted to make sure that there was no tricking going on upstairs. She knew how Precious and Virgin got down and she wanted to be sure none of the other girls were following their lead. They climbed the stairs, drinks in hand, and asses swaying harder than most of the strippers. The VIP was decorated with plush couches sectioned off with individual tables lit by candlelight. As they walked through, Justice and Toni greeted a few regulars. There were also a few new customers who they didn’t know. They all had stacks of ones on the tables in front of them. That’s what Justice liked to see . . . Niggas spending that cash!
    After leaving the VIP area Justice and Toni headed back down to the bar.
    Once seated, Justice observed the room again and saw three of the new girls she had flown in from DC sitting at the opposite end of the bar talking.
    Toni gawked at the one who looked like she was Hispanic and Justice chuckled. She knew Toni secretly liked girls, but