Free Around the Way Girls 9 by Ms. Michel Moore Page A

down. I never once got a thank-you for taking over as her financial provider once she went bone dry. “Whatever the case, bring her some clothes for over here. Those holey, smelly, roach-infested rags her momma sends her with in a grocery store shopping bag gets left at the curb before even pulling off. You lucky you ain’t brought no disease home to that poor Beth.”

Chapter Eight
    Shannon
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    Driving in circles around the parking structure looking for a spot closest to the door, I kept ringing Jay’s cell, hoping he’d pick up.
    â€œButter baby, I’m in the middle of betting. Are you here?”
    â€œPulling into valet as we speak; can you meet me down here?” Tired of searching for the impossible, I swerved in front of a few other cars that were indecisively trying to figure out where to go and made sure anything of value was locked in my glove compartment so the valet attendant wouldn’t get any bright ideas.
    â€œI’ll have an employee of the casino escort you up here.” He hung up, not giving me a chance to contest.
    You can never tell what time it is inside of a casino. Cigarette smoke, loud chatter, and the ringing of machines were sounding through the air as people tried their chances with Lady Luck. Walking through with a black jacket security guard, I peeped Jay across the room at a craps table with a hard, concentrating face.
    â€œRight this way, ma’am.” The guard lifted the rope for me to walk through.
    â€œThank you.” I smiled at the guard, walking through as Jay took my hand. “All this for a little stripper,” I joked, as he grabbed my waist, pulling me in for a hug.
    â€œYou’re worth more and you’ll get more. I’m glad that you could make it,” he whispered, kissing my ear as each word slipped from his mouth. “Waitress, take the lady’s drink order.” Pulling back from me he diverted his attention back to the dice game. As my eyes traveled to the stacked winnings near him, I could see why he’d sent someone to get me in the first place, plus the reason he had so much clout. Jay was taking this casino for a ride. “Sorry for the holdup but now that I have Lady Luck on my side, we can continue.”
    The attendant opened the table back up for betting.
    â€œA Patrón margarita please.” It wasn’t odd to be hanging with a John Doe from the club; this was how many dancers made their extra money on the side. But this white boy was balling on a level I’d never seen before. Pulling out bills left and right at the roped-off, reserved craps table, it was obvious he had longer cash than what I thought.
    â€œYeah, I’ll take those too.” He graciously accepted the double stacks of one-hundred dollar valued chips from the dealer as she nodded my way smiling. He’d been blazing this table up each time he threw the dice, stacking his winnings even higher. And I hadn’t left his side since getting here. I was glued to Jay’s side, refusing to let my potential money get away. My guardian angel had gotten away; my money man sure wasn’t about to.
    â€œSo have you been milking these tables since you left the titty bar?” I asked, sipping seductively from my drink. “I must didn’t do my job good enough in the private room.”
    â€œIndeed I have, but don’t let that discredit your moves, Butter. I enjoyed you most certainly; that’s why you’re here. A man must have many hobbies though; gambling happens to be one of mine.”
    â€œWhat other hobbies do you have? Tell me what really interests you.” Leaning over, whispering into his ear, I made sure to push my breasts into him so he could feel my hardened nipples. The thought of his money had me really turned on.
    â€œUm, you’re a bad girl, Butter.” He grabbed my lower back, pulling me in closer. “And I like ’em bad.” Kissing my neck gently, I felt my