Lap Dance Page #5

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What's up?

Oh, man. I'm good, I'm good.

Good to see you, brother.

Meet a good friend of mine.

Monica, meet Wesley Jonathan.

Wesley Jonathan,

Monica Moore.

Nice to meet you.

I own all

of your movies.

Oh, thank you.

Yeah, Chicago says, uh,

great things about you.

He does?

Mm-hmm.

And you know the mayor, right?

Mayor Williamson,

meet Monica.

The pleasure's all mine.

Thank you.

A friend of mine.

I am so jealous.

Give me a little bit.

A little bit.

Ooh, yeah.

And Scipio.

Rap star.

Nice to meet you.

And you know Pauly.

A good friend of mine.

Keith Robinson.

Keith.

How are you?

I'm good, how are you?

I'm great. Pleasure to meet you.

Pleasure to meet you

as well.

I love your music.

Oh, well,

thank you so much.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Good to finally meet you.

Give me one second.

Okay.

Hey, girl,

you look good.

So do you.

Excuse me one second.

Okay.

Uh, ladies and gentlemen,

can I have your attention,

please, just for one second.

I have a special request

from the host,

the master of ceremony.

He wanted to do a special song

for the lady in his life.

It goes a little something

like this.

They say that love

is contagious

It ain't a thing

or no one that can save you

When you've been touched

it takes over, amazing

And 24/7

That person,

you're craving

Baby, that's you, yeah

Baby, all of this love

I want to give to you

Monica

Wow.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Salud, salud.

Y'all party tonight, man.

All right?

Let's go, let's go, let's go.

Where the hell

you been?

It's 6:
00 in the f***ing

morning.

Me and the girls

got a bite to eat.

Must have lost track

of time.

I was worried.

Sorry, babe.

Next time, call.

Almost made enough money

to cover Dad's next bill.

Whatever.

Good night.

Hello?

Hey, beautiful.

Chicago?

You still got those dreams

of being a Hollywood actress?

How'd you get this number?

Come on. You know I know

everybody in the city.

A good friend of mine,

a big movie producer,

is throwing a wrap party

for his latest film.

He invited me out.

I want you to come with me.

Um, where?

Here?

No, it's in Los Angeles.

I can't.

I'm at the hospital with my dad.

You sure? I mean, we could take

the red-eye out right after.

I can't.

I mean, I was going

to compensate you for your time,

but I'll just check you

when I get back in town.

No, wait.

I'll go.

Okay, cool.

Meet me at the club

in two hours.

All right, bye.

I see how

you look at her.

I know something's

going on.

Are you f***ing her?

I'm watching the game.

What about me?

My music?

Answer me.

Lexus,

you don't ask me questions.

You answer them.

Am I f***ing clear?

Okay.

Yeah.

Good.

There's my Baby Girl.

I didn't wake you, did I?

People wonder why we don't

have photos of us together.

Where are you going,

sweetheart?

Work.

And you need to rest.

Oh.

I slept enough today.

You remember that time

I was visiting you at FSU,

and I caught you in that car

with some boy?

Randy?

Randy.

Dad, he's just a friend.

I've told you that

a million times.

I just needed a ride

across campus.

I know. I shouldn't take a ride

if I can walk myself.

Because if you do...

You'll owe him a favour.

And you never want

to owe anybody

for something

you can do yourself.

Take this.

A hundred bucks?

What about

my field trip money?

Look, just get something to eat

for you and your brothers,

and pay the rent

up at the motel.

I'll take care of it tomorrow,

okay, Auri?

Okay, Mom.

Hey, Mr. Roscoe

will get you a cab.

I love you.

I love you too, Mom.

Yeah?

What time are you coming?

Okay, I'll meet you in the

parking lot like I did before.

Okay, bye.

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

I think you need

to slow it down.

What?

You and Chicago

are getting closer.

And maybe that's not

my business,

but you have a good thing

with Kevin.

It's rare. Special.

You're right.

It's not your business.

Just don't get sucked up

in the bullshit.

Chicago's just trying to

help me with my acting career.

He's never asked me for sex.

I've never even given him

a lap dance.

Yeah. So far.

So far? Sugar, I ain't you,

okay?

I'm not going to be living

in a motel with my three kids.

I got a plan.

I know what I'm doing.

Hmm.

Hey.

Did you read my script?

I think it's time

to take a break from writing,

and focus on us making the money

we need to get out of here.

Can't do it all myself.

What, are you kidding?

What do you think I'm doing?

I'm busting my ass at Kinkos

for minimum wage.

I'm whoring myself,

begging to sell copy

for spark plugs.

And let's not forget

about the year

I f***ed my life away

in Tallahassee for you.

I'll get you the rest

as soon as I can,

that way you can stop holding

all your little sacrifices

over my head.

What'd you have to do

for this kind of money?

I sucked a big,

black dick.

Watch your f***ing mouth,

Monica.

Watch your

f***ing mouth, Monica.

I didn't do anything,

Kevin.

I called you all night

last night.

Why didn't you pick up?

My battery died.

It's tired, just like I am.

Tired?

Yeah, tired, okay?

I'm sick of all your put-downs

and your neediness.

Your jabs.

I'm sick of it.

Your dad's bills

are almost paid up.

When's enough money enough?

Our goal is 30.

Is that okay?

Is that our goal?

Our goal?

When was the last time you talked to Kevin?

Not since that night.

You haven't

f***ed him again?

I'm not trying to move in

on Monica's man.

Plus, I didn't think

you'd want me to anyway.

She wouldn't even notice.

That dirty b*tch is too busy

jocking Chicago.

I mean,

what did Kevin say?

He doesn't trust her.

He said he goes through

her purse every now and then.

Besides, you and Chicago have

that off-and-on relationship.

She's just a new piece of ass,

and once he gets tired

of looking at it,

he's going to be right back

to you anyway.

So, what do you care?

I just do.

What about us?

I mean, you said we were

going to start a family

once the move.

We will.

Just let me get through

this thing with Chicago, okay?

All right.

I love the way

You put on a show

You're so electric

Do you ever feel anything?

I feel the beat

of the music.

And I think about how many 20s

I'm owed.

Why?

The look I see

on Monica's face

when she's giving a guy

a lap dance.

It's like she likes it.

She always tell me

when the guys are touching her

and kissing on her breasts,

grabbing her ass.

It's like she feels nothing.

It's like someone's

touching her elbow.

I just want some truth.

Two for one drinks here,

Friday nights

at Hidden Treasures.

Just hold on to me

if you're drowning

Now, does that feel like someone

trying to touch your elbow?

So, what else do you do?

Besides producing music,

what are your other businesses?

I work in sales

and distribution.

I got to go out of town

for a couple of weeks on Sunday.

I would like to spend some time

with you before I leave,

if that's okay?

I don't know.

Kevin and I are going through

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