My teeth chattered together as I walked down the
streets of New York; suit case in hand looking for the closest shelter to park myself
into. The thin jacket I wore didn’t help me considering it was snowing down extremely
hard I could barely see. My flip flops that got stuck in the snow every five
seconds didn’t help either. I sighed in relieve as I seen the dim open sign
light that was plastered in the window and hurriedly entered heading for the desk where I saw a women on
the phone laughing . I Waited patiently untill I realized she hadn’t noticed me.
“Excuse me” I said my voice coming out a whisper.
She looked up at me with a smug look on her face causing me to feel the need to
apologize. She rolled her eyes telling the person on the phone she’ll call them
back.
“How may I help you?” she asked with a bored tone.
“Um are any rooms available?” she looked me up and down,
shaking her head.
“Yes there’s a room down the hall the fourth door
down on the left, here’s a key.” Her voice had a hint of sympathy in it.
I gave off a fake Smile “Thank you”. I pulled my
suitcase behind me walking into the room she assigned. Walking into the room that I quickly became familiar
with. I plopped down on the squeaky bed and tucked my feet under the warm comfator
thawing my toes out. Falling asleep resting my aching legs.
The thing that I hate about shelters are you have to
wake up at a certain time to eat breakfast and no you don’t wake up when you
want to you wake up when the tell you too. I groaned as the maintenance banged
on each door telling us to get up. Not knowing what the time was all I had to
do was look outside and see the sun was just rising. I sighed throwing my feet
over the bed and stretching I reached for my suitcase heading toward the front
doors of the building.
“Um sweetie breakfast is this way.” I heard a women say.
I turned immediately recognizing her from last night; she smiled at me with
happy eyes instead of mean.
“Uh thanks but I’m going to be headed out now. Job hunting.”
She looked around before nodding her head giving me that look that I’m starting
to hate … sympathy.
“Well, good luck.” I nodded “Thanks”
After hours of filling out application after application
I decided to stop once I seen that it was dark outside. I sighed, knowing I
probably wouldn’t get the job because they have no way of communicating with me...
welp I did that for nothing. I looked down at the boots I literally snagged
from a homeless man for 10 dollars. Leaving me with 5 dollars left to my name.
Excellent. I sighed leaning against the building opening my suitcase finding the sweater that I
loved , my grandmother gave me it before
she died it was furry and had a kitten
on it with whiskers . It gave me some amazing memoirs. I leaned off the wall and
continued to walk untill something caught my eye. The sigh said “Candy land”
Squinting my eyes I looked closer “gentlemen’s club” and then on the window it
said “help wanted” Oh hell no … I
shook my head almost making it pass when I remembered my close friend a long
time ago telling me they made great money . Don’t
do it. But I need the money. I sighed. Mis-well. I pulled my suitcase into
the ally hoping and praying it would be there when I got back. I was not about
to bring my stuff up in there. I pulled
the door open immediately bumping into a stripper it looked like. I blushed as she
looked me up and down. She smiled. I put my head down.
“Lost?”
“Uh no, I seen the help wanted sign.” She smiled
sticking her hand out.
“Samantha known around here as white chocolate , you
see those stairs over there on the right go up those and go talk to the boss .”
she said . I smiled when I heard her country accent.
“Thank you”
“You’re welcome suga’ .”
Aubrey
“Look I just need
a couple of months and I promise this will become a success I just need more
dancers that’s all .” I spoke in to the phone pacing back and forth in my
office .
“Fine but that’s it , if you don’t get those stats
up ima shut down “candy land” and you my sir will be the brokest man alive do
you understand , so I suggest you work fast and hurry up because your time is
running up.” Click. Fuck that muthafucka hung up on me . Shit . I took a deep
breath scratching my head , and plopping down in my seat. Now I really know
this nigga aint playin’ I need to think of something and fast. My thoughts got interrupted by a knock . “What
?!?” I snapped looking up at my bodyguard .
“Uhm there’s a young lady to see about a job here.”
“Well
what the fuck are you doing ? Bring her ass here.” He said a low ‘yes sir’
letting the most beautiful girl in my office . My mouth gaped open as I looked
at her brown eyes ‘thank god we have good
lighting in this bitch .’ I silently said to myself as I scanned her face
and her fucking body I licked my lips looking over her thick thighs . What the
fuck … She had the most innocent brown eyes . Her face became redder and redder
as I looked at her . Oh hell .. She has fucking dimples . I licked my lips as I
watched her bit her bottom lip ‘ keep
doing that and I’m going to throw your ass on this desk’ my thoughts were
over flowing . They immediately stopped once
I heard her angelic voice .
“Hi , I’m Nicki ; I was looking at the ‘help wanted
sign’ outside and decided to come check it out.” Her voice .. So light .. So
sweet . What the hell was she doing over here in this part of New York . Hell
what the fuck is she doing in my office ? I’m not about to make this girl dance
…naked in front of .. Oh hells fuck that. I must have been staring at her for
too long because she started heading for the door .
“Well I’m
sorry I disturbed you I’ll be heading out now .” She gave an apologetic smile and started
opening the door.
“No . No . NO , I’m sorry you just caught me off
guard ; please have a sit .” She smiled bowing her head slowly sitting down
.
I chuckled lightly at her kitten sweater . I really
hope she’s not here for a dancer position .
“So how can I help you” .” I asked trying to sound
as professional as possible . Because lord knows …
“Uhm, I would like to become a dancer.” Shit.
“And can I ask
your age ?” I questioned causing a blush to rise on her cheeks .
“Nineteen .” Uh
.
“Uhm I’m sorry , but you have to be 21 & Up to
become a dancer .” totally making this
shit up.
“Oh.” I see a wave of disappointment wave over her
face . Her head bowed as if she was embarrassed .
“Well , I’m sorry for wasting your time” She got up
and turned . Oh god … her ass . Fuck.
“Wait.. I’ll let you be a waitress.” She turned
around and lifted an eyebrow.
“You’ll be serving drinks and food to the gentlemen
that come here to see the dancers . You get good tips ; if you’re nice and you won’t
have to take your clothes off. You may need to wear something provocative but
that’s about it.” She smiled .
“Okay.” Thank god.
“Alright , well just give me your number an—“
“Don’t have one .”
“Home phone?” She shook her head . Damnit.
“Well when you will be able to start .”Hell she’s making me do things I never done
before.
“Uh tonight . Everyday actually . I’m available.” Perfect.
“Well welcome to the team Nicki . Around here I’m
known as boss , but to you ;you can call me Aubrey.” I said taking her hand in
mine . Perfect just wonderful.
Also i posted this on tumblr .
Link : http://femalekanyecunt.tumblr.com/post/53210686840/innocent-soul :)
Enjoy .