Samaya said, “This bitch said, ‘Sunny.’ You funny as fuck, girl.”
Sunshine said, “It’s Sunshine. I’ll see you later before you leave, Queen.”
Queen said, “Here, girl! Let me get that hundred first. Did Rocky raise your premium?”
Sunshine said, “What the fuck is a premium?”
Samaya said, “Hell naw! This shit funny, G! It’s your rent!”
Sunshine said, “Y’all using all these sadity-ass words. And no! He didn’t raise shit! I’m gone, Queen.”
Samaya said, “I can’t stand her jiggly ass. Anyways, we went from pushing pushcarts down the street to rolling on rims in this bitch.”
Queen said, “Girl…every time you get high, yo ass go down memory lane. Come back, bitch! Come back! Look at the situation now, we’re good. But jiggly?”
Samaya said, “Whatever! I can’t wait to count all this money my beauties, techniques, and Saria made tonight.”
Queen said, “We did bank tonight! I’ll call you tomorrow. I’m out.”
Samaya said, “Hold up! Did you hear our premiums went up in this bitch?”
Queen said, “Yes. I was serious when I just asked her that. He so money hungry, I can’t stand him.”
*****
The smell of smoke, stale alcohol lingered in her hair and clothes, but counting all that money made her forget about that shit.
She danced four nights out of the week and shopped the other three. In her mindset, she didn’t have time to fuck with a nine-to-five, that school bullshit, or these simple-ass men. Money turned her on, and people that made it, period.
Samaya hustled hard to get her apartment on the top floor of the Canyon Club Condo, never wanting to be hungry again. Taking everything off as she walked through looking at her all-white furnished Grayson Luxury collections, she was reminiscing about living out of her car with her sister and Queen.
The warm water hit her body, relaxing her mind as she massaged herself with Eau Du Soir in the all-white marble shower, moisturizing her caramel skin, perky 38D pierced breasts, thirty-four-inch waist, and apple booty. She loves her moneymaker, thinking about how they used to take baby baths in restaurants, to the movie theaters.
She lay across the top of her white Batiste European goose down comforter, with her white laced bodysuit on, in her oversize king bed by herself again, which was solely hers.
She loved the softness of her skin, feeling the silk sheets ravel as the tightness came then relaxation. Beep. Beep. Beep. She did not pay the notification no mind, because only a few people had her number, so if it rang, she answered. Beep. Beep. Beep.
She ignored the sound and continued to slowly rub her nipples in a circular motion to intensify the effect of the tightness, never letting a release to the fullest, relaxing the clitoris just enough for a daily wall exercise. She finished and checked her notifications, knowing damn well it wasn’t Prince Charming with the glass slipper.
*****
Queen’s text to Samaya: “Love you girl…Wyd?”
She noticed that Chad finally got out his feelings, texting the same thing over and over again; a few notifications on Lovely Vines; and her manager fat ass from the club.
When she responded to Chad, she instantly got mad at herself giving in to her past.
Samaya’s text to Chad: “What’s popping?”
The last time she had drinks with Chad, they became partners in crime. He tried to wife her because he liked how she got down with him, but they went their separate ways when he couldn’t fuck.
Chad’s text to Samaya: “When can I see you?”
She ignored Chad’s text, wishing she hadn’t said anything to him. She continued to check her notifications until she saw one that stood out from the rest. She decided to text Queen because she knew she had something to do with it.
Samaya’s text: “What’s up, Queen?”
Queen’s text: “What are you doing?”
Samaya’s text: “Looking at this site ‘Lovely Vines’ you know, the one I joined. Are you coming over?”
Queen’s text: “Got some new flame! This shit fire! The twins called earlier wanting to come live with me, but granny not going.”
Samaya’s text: “Girl please, you see Tara left when she turned sixteen.”
Queen’s text: “You are always trying new shit! I’m bringing fast food. Why would you try a site that cost money and all these free fine men out here.”
Samaya’s text: “It’s a VIP page for ballers only.”
Queen’s text: “YEAH! IT DOESN’T COST TO MEET MEN.”
Samaya’s text: “A one-time registration fee and they make sure funds are legit. And, I can look all I want to without them all in my face…”
Queen’s text:: “That’s too much! You can pay a fee to get in a nightclub and see men in the flesh. Lol.”
Samaya’s text: “If someone comments or likes your pictures only you can see it. My inbox, always full of nude photos, and long-ass paragraphs of horny fuckers.”
Queen’s text: “I hope you don’t respond to that horny bullshit! It seems like the more money a person has, the freakier.”
Samaya’s text: “Well my Sketch only has a little information.”
Queen’s text: “Then they know all your business, NOPE!”
Samaya’s text: “I have one face picture, one full body in that long white dress Jai designed. My hair straight as usual, and you know my body moistened down, French tips, and my lip gloss shining.”
Queen’s text: “You’re always extra.”
Samaya’s text: “Want me to set you one up?”
Queen’s text: “HELL NO! I’m good. Omw!”
*****
They sat around the fireplace sipping on wine, flaming, looking over her Lovely Vines page, and laughing at all the alerts she was getting.
Queen said, “Look, girl! Look!”
When they saw the new alert coming from him, they both smiled hard. Samaya was waiting for Queen to snitch on herself because she tried setting her up with him before.
Samaya never paid attention to how fine he was, but she knew the name well.
Samaya said, “I should give his fine chocolate ass some time. He liked a few of my pictures to get my attention, I see.”
Queen said, “Look at the other fellas compared to him.”
Samaya said, “They’re all saying the same lame-ass shit. He looks familiar.”
Queen said, “Let’s check out his sketch. Let’s be a little nosy!”
Samaya said, “Check him out. He’s a business owner, with almond brown skin, brown eyes, six foot four, an elegant taper with a full beard, mustache, solidly built body, and single.”
Queen said, “Go to the other pictures. I think you should breathe, bitch! Quit drooling and shit.”
They started checking pictures for females and kids.
Samaya said, “Should I hit the ‘like’ button to this one?”
Queen said, “Yes, bitch! Get his attention!”
Samaya said, “Anyways! Have you been to the storage?”