Fast Life

Fast Life

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*Disclaimer: This is a story I wrote in high school, didn't know where I really wanted to go with at first, so it's been in my drafts for a whole. A lot of editing to the first chapter it's short, but a start. Please be gracious haven't written in a while.

Remember this is just a fanfiction..

Kishay strolled to her dresser after spraying water on her 22-inch Brazilian curly lace front, applying makeup, and choosing a floral lace belted sleep robe something casual and sexy to wear. She has a client tonight, and he is a new one. She walked into her living room, sprayed Victoria's Secret Love Spell on herself, and sat on the couch. Checking the time on her phone. It was 11:14 p.m., so she switched on the TV and put on the slow jam playlist on YouTube.

A knock at the door she looked through the peephole it was him she opened the door smiling and saying "Hey" the man smiled back looking her up and down "Wassup." Kishay stepped to the side for him to enter he walked in closing the door behind him and locking it Kishay sat on the couch crossing her legs and exposing her thick thigh through the lace robe. "What's your name?" she asked "Kev" he answered rubbing his ears "Do you want a full service? " she asked. "No just some head" he answered hesitantly.

She could tell he was nervous it seemed to be his first time. "You nervous?" She asked giggling "Yes" he smiled answering. Kishay put her hand on his thigh "Just relax I will take good care of you" she winked at him. "You want some wine?" She asked Kev nodded his head. Kishay got up from the couch feeling a sting on her butt making her jump she looked back smiling walking to the kitchen she pulled out the Miraval Rose wine from the cabinet along with a wine glass.

"Go ahead and get comfortable, Kev" she replied. His eyes brightened as he excitedly unbuckled his jeans. She poured the wine into the glass and handed it to Kev, who murmured, "Thank you." For her knees, Kishay got a cushion.

She grasped his erect penis and licked the tip before putting it in her mouth and gagging. "Shit," he cursed in delight as her eyes watered. Kev jerks back his head. He cried, "Oh my God!" Kev sipped his wine, unaware that he was drinking a Rohypnol-infused drink. Kishay kept sucking on his throbbing dick.

Kev kept sipping the wine when his vision blurred. "Man..this wine got me fucked up," he muttered. Kishay smiled as she removed his penis from her mouth, knowing it was working. "Are you ok?" he said. Kishay asked innocently. "...Nah this-" but was knocked unconscious before he could finish his sentence.

Kishay wiped her mouth and stood up she grabbed her phone and called her friend Star.

(Phone Convo)

Star☆:...Hello

Kishay: Okay the job is done have D come get this nigga.

Star☆: How much did he have on him?

Kishay: Umm...

(Kishay digs in his pocket for his wallet.)

Kishay: $150 in cash and a black card.

Star☆: That black card is all we need girl.

Kishay: Are you sure? This shit is illegal as fuck and how we going to use it without it being traced back to us?

Star☆: Don't worry about that I'll take care of that. Make sure to grab his phone

Kishay: Okay got it bye.

Star☆: Bye.

Kishay hung up the phone and observed Kev's erect dick and slumped over the body. Kishay has never done anything like this before, although she and Star used to catfish and scam horny men online all the time. They will do anything to make extra cash; the strip club is fine, but they must pay the club for a housing fee. Living in Atlanta is expensive, and if it weren't for the way she makes her money. She wouldn't be able to afford her $1,300 condo with a view of the city and a closet stocked with 2 Chanel bags, a Fendi bag, 5 pairs of Balenciaga shoes, 5 pairs of Christian Louboutin, and a plethora of other shoes, clothes, and accessories costing up to $25,000. You could say Kishay lives beyond her means.

Kishay cleaned and scrubbed the wine glass out when there was a slight know on the door, and she hurriedly dried her hands before opening it. It was D, who was dressed in a black ski mask with his black hoodie slightly over his head. He closed the door and locked it. "Where's he at?" he questioned softly as I pointed to the couch. D went up to him. "Damn lil mama, you got all this spit on him," he joked.

"Just get him out of here," she replied impatiently. D yanked Kev's pants up and tossed his body over his shoulder. "I'll put him in the truck and take him for a ride," D informed me that she nodded my head. Kishay sighed as she opened the door for D and gently closed it again. She couldn't believe she'd done something like this, robbery and drugging isn't something she's done before.

She picked up her phone and texted Star.

Kishay: Done.

Star☆: K.

Kishay went to her room, cleaned her teeth, and washed her face, putting her hair up and removing her clothes before jumping into bed completely naked, buried in the silk covers. She unlocked her phone and scrolled through her Instagram page, where her most recent photo had received 241,346 likes. She saw multiple messages in her inbox from companies requesting her to advertise their products in return for money. The majority of the products she promotes are not that legit, but it doesn't matter as long as she gets her 5.3 million followers to buy them. Kishay yawned, looked at the clock, and saw that it was 12:30 a.m. She turned off her phone and went to sleep. What a night...