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Mmm, she’d say the same place as always but maybe it’s time a bitch hit
up her spot fr this time . . .
Nigga’s got a stash of goodies she
trynna fuck up wit Momo. Y’know that good shi
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Well, as she’s been a customer of Momo several times already, she’ll make an exception and let her try those cuffs... Where should she be waiting for her?
❝ I dunno gal... a rice-fed bitch? ❞ 🙄
She said in response to that last question. She’s not making a big deal of it and is already taking her by the arm, slipping it between her breasts.
❝ What if you take me somewhere decent? At least to a motel… ❞
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The corner of her lip curled.
“Psh! Me?! Hah! Yeah, I know I’m a
pretty ass nigga.. but I bet you say
that shit to all them other joy toys.”
The devilishly hot brute bit into
her lower lip before parting them to say -
“What does that make you? . . .”
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Yeah, of course, she’ll behave herself and all that sort of things people usually say… Even if Alex wants to, she’s willing to leave her phone on the table so she can see Momo’s not getting distracted…
When could they start?
Perhaps she could give Momo some private lessons to help her catch up on the classes she's skipping? How much do her lessons cost? She's a bit short of cash at the moment tho...
❝ What do ya mean by ‘useful’ and ‘vague’? Are ya as dumb as you are intimidatin', or what? I think I’ve been quite clear… ❞
She snorted, rolling her eyes in resignation. She knows that woman could smash her head in, but she’s not the sort to let that scare [ ⤸ ]
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ravena's scrolling stopped.
her thumb hovered mid-swipe as those dark eyes lifted. slowly. finding momo's face with renewed interest.
“'serve them.'”
she repeated it back. flat.
her phone disappeared into her pocket. full attention now. dangerous.
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[ ⤸ ] in a bar? Is it a burly bloke or a pretty barmaid who serves the drinks to flirt with the drunks and get them to order more? It’s as simple as that: I offer profits, whatever job ya give me is up to you. ❞
Both hands resting on her waist for support, waiting [ ⤸ ]