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Authors: Jordan Abbott
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Pipe said and he started to bump and grind on the sofa to “Anaconda” by Nicki Minaj as it blasted through the speakers. Pipe’s concentration suddenly switched to the waitress who entered the VIP section to take their orders. He stopped couch-dancing as he watched her every move.
The little cutie had shoulder-length, curly blonde hair and big brown eyes and she was slim but also curvy in all of the right places. She was five foot five inches of attitude, and Pipe wanted to be balls deep in every inch of it.
He knew that she waitressed there three nights a week after working the day shift as a bank teller. She had two kids, a boy who was five and a three-year-old girl, and she had made it clear on every occasion when he was in Club Mirror that she wasn’t interested.
“Hey Ella, are you ready to marry me yet?” Pipe said the minute she stepped close to him.
“I don’t date, so therefore I don’t marry!” Ella sharply replied with a slight smile. Part of her did like Pipe and his goofiness. However, if she ever got interested in dating again, it still wouldn’t be with him. The Hells Vipers were the real deal. So much so, a recent Gangland documentary had aired about them. That was not the kind of man she wanted to be involved with. Even though she thought Pipe was slightly cute and appealing, no way would she hook up with him.
“You don’t date or you don’t date men?” Kevin probed.
“She’s taking a break since she ended it with her ex six months ago. I know all of this because I go to her Facebook page. It’s amazing the things people put online. Ella’s not into chicks but she did make out with one of her female friends at a bachelorette party two months ago,” Pipe said proudly.
“That is so creepy.” Ella took a step back. “Do I need to get a restraining order for you?” Ella placed a hand on her hip as she held his brown eyes with hers.
“Not yet,” Pipe smiled. “I only stalk you online, not in person. When I start doing that, I’ll let you know.”
She turned to Nuke. Not that he was any better than Pipe, but at least when he did come to the club he kept his hands and dirty comments to himself. “I can’t tell if he’s joking, is he joking?”
“He’s serious. You might need to make your Facebook page private and move just in case!”
“It is private and I can’t afford to move!” Ella quickly added.
“I guess you’re getting stalked then,” Nuke replied with a calm tone.
“I got technology skills people don’t know about,” Pipe interjected with an evil grin.
“It’s Facebook, shit even I can stalk people on that site,” Kevin bragged.
“You should go on Pinterest,” Nuke replied.
Kevin whipped his head around and glared at Nuke. “Bro, what the fuck?”
“Jasmine loves it; she doesn’t like Facebook. I don’t fucking PIN SHIT, STOP STARING AT ME THAT WAY!”
“I remember one time you had four bitches tied up; you shared that pussy, too, with all of us. Had those gashes begging for the ten and a half inches of Nuke. Left them cunts there for hours to be used by anyone. Now look at you, taking about Pinterest.” Kevin shook his head. “What happened, bro?” Kevin asked half-jokingly. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Jasmine; he did. He just didn’t understand why Nuke was still so obsessed with her. Nuke’s affection for a woman never lasted this long. He’d get one, use her, then pass her on to someone else. He also didn’t understand why he chose to settle for one pussy after all of this time, especially when there were so many to choose from.
“I met the baddest bitch on the planet!” Nuke smirked.
Kevin shook his head. He then turned toward the dance floor, where he got distracted by two females who were dancing together.
Ella turned back to Pipe. “You want your usual?”
“If you know my usual then maybe you’re stalking me.”
“I’m not stalking you! It’s my job to know what people want.”
“Well I want to fuck,
The little cutie had shoulder-length, curly blonde hair and big brown eyes and she was slim but also curvy in all of the right places. She was five foot five inches of attitude, and Pipe wanted to be balls deep in every inch of it.
He knew that she waitressed there three nights a week after working the day shift as a bank teller. She had two kids, a boy who was five and a three-year-old girl, and she had made it clear on every occasion when he was in Club Mirror that she wasn’t interested.
“Hey Ella, are you ready to marry me yet?” Pipe said the minute she stepped close to him.
“I don’t date, so therefore I don’t marry!” Ella sharply replied with a slight smile. Part of her did like Pipe and his goofiness. However, if she ever got interested in dating again, it still wouldn’t be with him. The Hells Vipers were the real deal. So much so, a recent Gangland documentary had aired about them. That was not the kind of man she wanted to be involved with. Even though she thought Pipe was slightly cute and appealing, no way would she hook up with him.
“You don’t date or you don’t date men?” Kevin probed.
“She’s taking a break since she ended it with her ex six months ago. I know all of this because I go to her Facebook page. It’s amazing the things people put online. Ella’s not into chicks but she did make out with one of her female friends at a bachelorette party two months ago,” Pipe said proudly.
“That is so creepy.” Ella took a step back. “Do I need to get a restraining order for you?” Ella placed a hand on her hip as she held his brown eyes with hers.
“Not yet,” Pipe smiled. “I only stalk you online, not in person. When I start doing that, I’ll let you know.”
She turned to Nuke. Not that he was any better than Pipe, but at least when he did come to the club he kept his hands and dirty comments to himself. “I can’t tell if he’s joking, is he joking?”
“He’s serious. You might need to make your Facebook page private and move just in case!”
“It is private and I can’t afford to move!” Ella quickly added.
“I guess you’re getting stalked then,” Nuke replied with a calm tone.
“I got technology skills people don’t know about,” Pipe interjected with an evil grin.
“It’s Facebook, shit even I can stalk people on that site,” Kevin bragged.
“You should go on Pinterest,” Nuke replied.
Kevin whipped his head around and glared at Nuke. “Bro, what the fuck?”
“Jasmine loves it; she doesn’t like Facebook. I don’t fucking PIN SHIT, STOP STARING AT ME THAT WAY!”
“I remember one time you had four bitches tied up; you shared that pussy, too, with all of us. Had those gashes begging for the ten and a half inches of Nuke. Left them cunts there for hours to be used by anyone. Now look at you, taking about Pinterest.” Kevin shook his head. “What happened, bro?” Kevin asked half-jokingly. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Jasmine; he did. He just didn’t understand why Nuke was still so obsessed with her. Nuke’s affection for a woman never lasted this long. He’d get one, use her, then pass her on to someone else. He also didn’t understand why he chose to settle for one pussy after all of this time, especially when there were so many to choose from.
“I met the baddest bitch on the planet!” Nuke smirked.
Kevin shook his head. He then turned toward the dance floor, where he got distracted by two females who were dancing together.
Ella turned back to Pipe. “You want your usual?”
“If you know my usual then maybe you’re stalking me.”
“I’m not stalking you! It’s my job to know what people want.”
“Well I want to fuck,
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