Silk admired herself in the mirror as she dusted blush onto her cheeks. The night had just begun, and it was packed in the club tonight, making for a sweaty night, so touch-ups were needed.
"Silky Silk," she looked up in the mirror as a gorgeous, toned, dark brown girl with long braids in all red lingerie set that popped against her skin tone, danced over to Silk's table from behind her. "Damn, you look hot." she complimented.
Silk smirked at her friend with her striking cat-like eyes. "Thank you, Sin. Of course, you do, too." She sat down beside her and kissed the corner of her mouth, soft and careless of where it would land.
"I have a sweet proposal for you," Sin said, looking in the same mirror and readjusting her black studded top. Silk looked at her, admiring her equally gorgeous friend, in the reflection.
"Yeah?" she put down her brush with a raised brow, "What's that?"
"Tomorrow, let's take the drive down to Miami. The biggest strip club out there is having open auditions for the week. They pay good as fuck, girl. All the rappers and shit be in there throwing fifties and hundreds like they allergic to it or somethin'."
"Kinda last minute. What club is it?"
"VXN Miami," Sin said, her eyes growing wide with excitement. "You heard of 'em?"
Silk shook her head as she turned her entire body towards her friend, draping her arm over the back of the metal chair.
"Girl..." Sin dug her phone out of her thigh-high black leather boots. "Let me show you. This place is fuckin' crazy, and we gotta at least show face. Even if we don't get in, we still makin' hella money."
Silk sucked her teeth as she tossed her pin-straight, jet-black hair over her shoulder. "I don't know, girl. That means having to move if we do get in."
Sin rolled her eyes, "the fuck we really got here in ATL? A couple of bummy ass apartments and some weak-ass sugar daddies? Fuck that shit," She crossed her arms over her busty chest, "I don't want it anymore."
She playfully pouted and crossed her arms over her chest, adorned in a tiny rhinestone top that just barely covered her nipples. "Bitch, my apartment ain't that bummy."
The two girls laughed out loud enough to earn a few nasty glances from the other dancers in the room.
"Here it is! Look!" Sin cheered as she tapped the video on her phone and flipped it around for both of them to watch the Instagram reel.
The clips went by quickly as the video cut to a bunch of different scenes—money was being thrown all around, strippers jumping into piles of money, champagne showers, two-story tall poles, beautiful women with beautiful bodies, big bills falling from the second level where people watched. "What do you think?"
"I mean..." she blinked at the screen, "they sure as fuck makin' more money than we are on our busiest night."
"That's what I'm sayin'. I'm tryna jump into a pile of money and put my pussy in my favorite rapper's face, all in the same night."
Silk laughed at her, but she was dead serious about that statement.
"Are you comin' with me? I'm going regardless, but I have to bring my baddest bitch with me, even if it's a couple days. You know, we been doing this shit for too long together."
"Honestly..." Silk watched the video again as it played over. Velvet lights, raining money, champagne showers, the pole, the money. "That video was pretty convincing... And it is my week off." She smiled at Sin as hers was already growing from ear to ear. "I'm in, bitch!"
"Yesss!" She hollered. "Fuck yes, bitch! We gon' have so much fun!"
"Let's see what Miami has in store for us." She smiled, nodding her head, ignoring the anxious feeling in her chest.
