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when we hang up and see what he holding for us.” Jay never did that so they were wondering what had moved her then.
    “Really!” Jasmine and Shannon were back on the tag team.
    “Yeah I will handle it unless one of ya’ll want to do it.” She said ready to pass the torch cause this wasn’t her anyway.
    “No do your thang boo just tell us what we got to do.” They all said “One Luv!” and hung up.
    Jay didn’t think twice about what she just did, it was what it was and the time was now or never for her to step up to the plate and make it happen. Even if it was Nisha’s dumb ass that had them needing money so soon.
    Ring… Ring… Ring… Dallas was an early bird to have his hand in so much shit. It was barely nine fifteen and that nigga was in the bed. “Hello.” He whispered in a low sexy voice that made you think he was doing one of two things, but she was calling about business so all that was pushed to the back of her mind.
    “Hey D, this Jay the silent killer!” This caused him to laugh and wake up a little more.
    “What’s up boo, what’s the cause for you to awaken me in such a lovely way?”   Boy did this man have a way with words I tell you.
    “It’s like this, we need to come see you if you feel where I’m coming from.” She talked in code.
    “Oh ok ya’ll bringing one to me or ya’ll need one from me.” He asked so he could tell her what her next move was.
    “No we need one cause we didn’t plan to have to come back this fast but some shit came up and here we are.” She put him on game.
    “Oh if that’s the case tell Shannon to give Zane a call and tell him to give her details on the latest one we laying on. Now he’s kind of a hard cookie to crack so we gonna need something hot to move this one. You might just fit the bill. Thick, chocolate, and fine; shit you would have me open.” This man was causing Jay to blush. A part of her liked it, the other part didn’t.
    “That’s what it do then if the role calls for me to be the leading act then I’m willing to ride for my family.   Let’s just see what Zane got on this cat first, ya dig.” She flipped game back at him not knowing that he loved that shit. Strong women drove him wild.
    “I dig shorty” he hit her with a southern swag.
    “Sleep tight daddy, we eatin’ in the morning!” That statement made Dallas’s dick hard and Jay shocked herself when she said it. He had to laugh.
    “Will do shorty.” He smiled. He was happy that he added the girls to the crew, things would work just the way he needed them to and if everyone was smart, within three years they would all be able to retire at very young ages.

    Shannon had gotten the word from Jay to call Zane. She did as she was asked. When she called, the nigga was acting crazy talking about “How did you get this number?”   This nigga acted like she was a stalker or some shit but she didn’t sweat it. Whatever was wrong with him he’d soon get over. This was about business, nothing more. After he gave her the information needed, they didn’t have to speak again as far as she was concerned.
    He wasn’t willing to talk over the phone and she was cool with that because she wasn’t feeling that phone shit either. He asked her to meet him at The Melting Pot in Delmar Loop. It was a fondue restaurant in University City better known to the residents that lived there as U City. That was cool because Shannon loved to eat even being a skinny Minnie.
    She walked into the place with her black Levi skinny jeans and a grey Levi wife beater. She topped the outfit off with a Pave Bow Wish necklace, bracelet, heart studs & Delight Glitter heel all by Juicy Couture. This bitch was causal but still the shit. You don’t always have to be Gucci, Louie, & Prada to make a statement. Simple bitches lived by labels was Shannon’s view. A real bitch can make herself look good if she shopped at the Goodwill.   That’s what real bitches did. Work with what they had instead of