Ash/Reik
Reik didn’t look up from the papers he was checking but did listen to his brother as he spoke. He chuckled and shook his head. “I do paperwork; I just take it home where I’m more comfortable.” Reading over the last of the pages he nodded and muttered a curt “done”. Finally looking up he smirked. “Force huh? Why do I get the feeling it was a little more than force used?” he said taking a gulp of his drink. “What’d the girls do this time?” he asked curiously.
At the mention of the redhead he sighed and leaned back into his seat. “She was a good lay I guess… it was after that she pissed me off.” He rubbed his chin and grinned at his brother. “Threw her out though. In nothing but her birthday suit. That shit was hilarious.” He laughed as he remembered the how her face turned the same shade of red as her hair. Settling down he pushed himself out of the chair and stood up, popping his joints. “So, this talk with the girls. Do it now or after we close?” he asked, fixing the paperwork into a neat stack.
Ash laughed at Kat’s comment and shook her head. She followed behind her to the dressing room and just like Kat, Ash noticed the grim mood of the other stripper girls, she walked over to the furthest vanity, one she’d made her own much like Kat had done. As she fixed her makeup she listened to them talk about what had shaken them up. She shook her head and rummaged through her bag for her favorite dark red lipstick. “You know, Kat’s right. You won’t last long here if you don’t grow up.” She piped up, picking up a lipstick, checking it and tossing it back inside her bag. “You should have expected it to be hard. This is the big league sweet cheeks. You gotta step up your game or you just get screwed over.” She smiled satisfied as she spotted what she was looking for. She noticed some of the girls glaring at her and others looking at her as if she’d just given them a present. Ash just chuckled and stood up taking off her clothes and scanning the rack for an outfit. She already knew she was going Shark today.
“A word of advice… Aubrey.” She said as she shuffled the clothes, trying to find one she actually liked. “If you’re going to be with one of the Big Guys, you might wanna learn how to either handle them or how not to screw up.” She wasn’t often prone to giving advice. They could all get beaten by their men for all she cared but she wasn’t up to hearing the girl cry every single time she screwed things over with Dom. Everyone knew not to mess with the two Big Guys: Dominic and Reik Blackburn. You screwed with them, they screwed you over. Ash smirked at that though because she liked to do the same thing. Still, it was worse coming from those guys. They were the type of guys who didn’t care whose blood they spilled. That made them all the more dangerous. Ash finally decided on the “slutty devil” outfit, as she liked to call it. It matched her lacey red underwear perfectly.
At the mention of the redhead he sighed and leaned back into his seat. “She was a good lay I guess… it was after that she pissed me off.” He rubbed his chin and grinned at his brother. “Threw her out though. In nothing but her birthday suit. That shit was hilarious.” He laughed as he remembered the how her face turned the same shade of red as her hair. Settling down he pushed himself out of the chair and stood up, popping his joints. “So, this talk with the girls. Do it now or after we close?” he asked, fixing the paperwork into a neat stack.
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Ash laughed at Kat’s comment and shook her head. She followed behind her to the dressing room and just like Kat, Ash noticed the grim mood of the other stripper girls, she walked over to the furthest vanity, one she’d made her own much like Kat had done. As she fixed her makeup she listened to them talk about what had shaken them up. She shook her head and rummaged through her bag for her favorite dark red lipstick. “You know, Kat’s right. You won’t last long here if you don’t grow up.” She piped up, picking up a lipstick, checking it and tossing it back inside her bag. “You should have expected it to be hard. This is the big league sweet cheeks. You gotta step up your game or you just get screwed over.” She smiled satisfied as she spotted what she was looking for. She noticed some of the girls glaring at her and others looking at her as if she’d just given them a present. Ash just chuckled and stood up taking off her clothes and scanning the rack for an outfit. She already knew she was going Shark today.
“A word of advice… Aubrey.” She said as she shuffled the clothes, trying to find one she actually liked. “If you’re going to be with one of the Big Guys, you might wanna learn how to either handle them or how not to screw up.” She wasn’t often prone to giving advice. They could all get beaten by their men for all she cared but she wasn’t up to hearing the girl cry every single time she screwed things over with Dom. Everyone knew not to mess with the two Big Guys: Dominic and Reik Blackburn. You screwed with them, they screwed you over. Ash smirked at that though because she liked to do the same thing. Still, it was worse coming from those guys. They were the type of guys who didn’t care whose blood they spilled. That made them all the more dangerous. Ash finally decided on the “slutty devil” outfit, as she liked to call it. It matched her lacey red underwear perfectly.