IAML: First Ride

*BRNNNZZT BRNNNNNZZT BRNNNNZZTT*

I snapped out of my trance see my phone vibrate, an unregistered number is calling. Rushing back into the hotel room, I quickly pick it up in hopes of a sell. “Hello,” I say in my sexiest voice I could muster, but I think a hint of nervousness pierced through my appeal. I awaited a response, silent at first but then:

“HELLO, THIS IS PROVRY COMMUNITY COLLEGE, WE SEE YOU HAVE A STUDENT LOAN OF 7 THOU-”

I quickly hang up and throw my phone on the bed. Fucking automated messages, student loans are the last thing on my mind, and now I had wasted $130 dollars out of the $175 dollars on this small but quaint hotel room. I really am at the end of my rope, I need to take a break. Grabbing my phone, hotel key and wallet, I start to make my way to the “Bargain Bin” next door. As I close my door and make my way to the sidewalk I am alarmed by a loud and slurred “Hey sexy!!!!” I look up to the floor I just left to locate the noise and find two beautiful women. One white and the other black.

The white girl being thick with dirty blond hair down to her shoulders and deep dimples in her cheeks. She sports some small booty shorts that let the bottoms of her ass stick out enough that you can make out every cease and dimple into her peach flavored rear. Going higher, I see her belly slightly hanging over her buttoned-down shorts and a belly button ring with an Amethyst stone hanging from the hook. A nicely done tattoo of a teal and lavender butterfly makes a trail down to down inside her shorts to I assume, her inner sanctum. Finally, see she is sporting crop top that is cut down the middle where her breast hangs ever so pleasantly. I’d say she is either a 36C, with nipple piercings sticking out of the light pink shirt.

Her slim dark-skinned friend has some of the prettiest short jet black hair that turns into curls. She is more modestly dressed than her associate, wearing a dark blue tank top and bell-bottom pants. Her arms are covered with tattoos but I cannot make up the design, her breast sits way smaller than her colleague, probably an A cup, but that did not stop her nipples from protruding from her tank. I can make out a small nose ring to complete the appeal, both of them seem to be drunk, or high. “Hi daddy!” shouts the white girl, I sense a hint of southern hospitality, “Where you off in such a rush?” she continues. “Just to the Bargain Bin to grab a bite.” I retort. The black girl bites her lips in a seductive manner, her voice slightly deeper than her friend. “Well I see something I wouldn’t mind biting into…” she says in a slurred speech. Before I can respond, the white woman yells in a jokingly manner “Bitch!!” Both women giggle drunkenly, I laugh as well and continue onto the “Bargain Bin.”

Late night at the “Bargain Bin” is basically the same as a low-grade strip club. Women, some average, some model type, in all types of sleepwear, and revealing clothing. You name it, you can see anything from Doniesha in some Adventure Time Pajamas and a bonnet, to Kim “I want to speak to a manager” type with a see-through bra and undersized jeans. With it being a late-night Saturday, you can believe there is nothing but ass and breast flowing, it would make you feel like you are in a BET Uncut video. Switching my focus, I start to see the workers of the “Bargain Bin”, some young, others old, all running around like mice in a rat wheel. This place has always intrigued me, I have been stressing for a job, so much so that it’s gotten me in the predicament I am in now, but looking at the workers here, with eyes that seem to droop, minds that seem to be here for just a paycheck, I know they’d rather be elsewhere on this warm weekend. Yes, before you ask, I’ve applied for every job from weed trimmer and a door to door salesman, “Bargain Bin” being in between. I have been told everything from you are under qualified to “Are you sure you want this job?”, or you aren’t what we are looking for. I enter the candy aisle and see chocolate stars, something I’ve learned to be to Fredii’s liking. I lose my thoughts again.

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