Copyright ©2020 by Creole Gaudet. All rights reserved.
No part of this episode may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by an information storage and retrieval system – except by a reviewer who may quote brief passages in a review to be printed in a magazine or newspaper – without permission in writing from the publisher, Creole Gaudet.
DOUBLE PLATINUM CLUB – 10:32 p.m.
“To work here?”
“We’re on a mission, Paco.”
“What kind of mission?”
“We put a plan together to make a lot of money.”
“Servers don’t make much, do they?”
“She wants to dance, but I have to school her up. She’s a little too shy right now.”
“What is she? Sixteen?”
“No, silly, she’s twenty-two.”
“She looks too tender to even be a server. A dancer?”
“She’s shy, Paco, not tender. She has a mean streak.”
“Her? That girl?”
“Don’t let that innocent face fool you.”
“I’m looking, but I don’t see it.”
“I feel sorry for anyone who crosses her.”
Paco turned to Tawny. “So, what’s this plan of yours?”
She smiled. “It’s just a plan.”
“You’re not going to tell me?”
“You may know sooner than you think.” Blake was holding her tray propped level at her hip as she approached. “Hey, maw, how’s it going? Are you making anything?”
Blake dug into her pocket, removing a few loose bills for view. “It’s slow, and they’re being cheap.”
“Don’t worry about it. Put that up and hold onto it. I did well. We’ll be alright tonight, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Hey, meet my new friend Paco. Paco, this is Blake.”
Blake extended her hand, following with a curtsy as he held the tips of her fingers. “Hello, Paco.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.” She giggled, cupping her hand to Tawny’s ear. “What’s funny? What did she just tell you?”
“She thinks you’re really hot.”
“Thank you, Blake.”
“Hello, my darlings!” Paco, Blake, and Tawny turned to the female voice. “I was going to introduce you two to Paco, but I see you already met.
“Give me a hug, handsome!”
Paco stood. “Hey, Katya.”
The hand-to-hand was quick. Tawny watched as she stuffed the wad of bills into his palm in exchange for the cellophane-wrapped piece of solid.
Paco’s cautious eye caught Tawny spying the exchange. He easily read her muttering whisper. “Dope boy.” She followed with a wry smile, steering her eyes away as she sipped from her straw.
Katya continued. “Girls… We never had boys like this when I was girl in Russia. We would be married now.” She grinned. “It is too late for me. I could be his mother.”
She placed her hands on her hips. “Besides, Paco may not know what to do with full figured woman like me. I have dark hair and blue eyes like you, Tawny, but I am sure he likes the thin.
“Let me go serve my VIP, darlings. I will be back. And Paco, you do not leave… You wait for me, okay?”
“Sure, Katya. I will.” Paco paused, watching as she walked away. He then turned to Tawny. “So, do you have a problem with it?”
“Your hustle?”
“Yes.”
Tawny rose from her stool, placing her cheek to his. She whispered into his ear. “I don’t like the game, but I love a man who’s willing to risk everything.” She bit lightly on his lobe. “You do you.”
“Would you like to hang out sometime?”
“We’re not doing anything when we get off.”
“You’re talking about Blake, too?”
“Wherever I go, she goes.”
“I’m good with that. Let’s get some food or something.”
Blake cut in. “I’m starving.”
Paco checked his phone. “They’ll be shutting down in about thirty minutes. I can hang out front and wait for you… I mean you and Blake.”
There was a warmth across Tawny’s face. “Okay, I’m going to try and get a couple more dances.” She pressed, giving him a hug. “I’ll see you after I cash out.”
“Tawny!” She spun around with a smile. “You were right!” He lowered. “You were right… You do have that booty.”
Paco was standing, waiting in the vestibule, when Katya charged towards him. “Are you leaving? Don’t go yet. You take Tawny for breakfast. You wait for her here until she comes out. Wait here, I will get her… Do not go.”
“Katya.”
“Wait here, Paco. You stay, okay?”
“Katya.”
“What?”
“We already talked about it.”
“When, Paco? I’m not talking about some later date. You take her now.” Katya stepped closer. “Do not miss this. This is perfect girl for you.”
“I am talking about tonight. All three of us.” Katya’s eyes narrowed. “What?”
“Give me your keys.” She opened her palm in front of him.
“I’m not giving you my keys.” Katya reached into his pockets. “What are you doing?” Paco laughed as he pushed away her hands.
“Paco, these are good girls.” She softened. “I need you to take care of them…for me, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Tawny is three years older and thinks she is mother of Blake. I do not want them to get caught up with… You know how I feel about my girls.”
“Come on, don’t get emotional on me. Wipe your eyes… You can’t start crying.”
“You look out for them. Will you do that, darling?”
“I will. You have my word.”
Creole Gaudet
Feeling generous? If you enjoyed this content, please consider leaving a tip in my Cash App or Venmo. Thank you.
