The Real Hood Rats of Atlanta by Feisty

Author:Feisty [Feisty]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, 90 Minutes (44-64 Pages), Urban Life, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00R0GH4H4
Publisher: Black Ink Publications
Published: 2014-12-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

“Dang! I don’t wanna work here!” Piper pouted and stomped her foot in a fit. The 18 year old could revert to acting like an 8 year old in an instant.

“Well, it ain’t like we got much of a choice, do we? Thanks to you having Mr. Anderson in our room everyday instead of taking his ass to work! If wasn’t for that we’d still have a damn jobs!” Peaches snapped back.

She was right too because they had applied to and answered every job opening that they came across and no one would hire them. She had even went back to Burger Hut only to find that Sam had not only been promoted but he had also been transferred to another store location.

Peaches had to dig into her savings and foot the rent for both of them this month. She didn’t plan on doing it again. Piper fucked a couple of the local corner boys but all she got out of it was a wet ass and some okay dick. No money and no meal, just a fuck.

“Why you don’t get no money from none of dem niggas you be fuckin’?” Peaches inquired one night when the girl came home limping but hungry.

“’Cause I ain’t no ho! I just like having sex with different guys.” Piper responded hotly.

“Chile please. You put the ‘O’ in ho.” Peaches said causing them both to crack up laughing.

“Ok, ya’ll can change in the back and get ready to work.” Saul told his newest employees. His carwash was seeing a steady decline in business which forced him to try a new idea.

Since sex sells he decided to hire cute girls to operate the coin wash. The establishment was actually a self-serve set-up and he usually had the local crackheads working it for tips, but he decided to add a new element by using the girls. Men of all ages and races would have no problem paying the ten dollars for a carwash when it included an inevitable wet t-shirt display as well. That combined with the tiny shorts Saul had picked for the girl’s uniform bottoms was guarantee to have business picking back up.

“This ain’t so bad.” Piper piped up as she shook her ass to the thunderous music Saul had also upgraded to. She had a nice audience watching from all the car owners who stood around.

“Maybe not for you.” Her friend replied. Peaches was totally embarrassed by her big cocoa butter colored nipples being on display through the thin wet t-shirt that they were required to wear. Add to that the fact that both of her ass checks were hanging out the bottom of the entirely too small shorts she had on and she felt like a ho.

They dried and vacuumed out the cars after two other young hoodrats washed them. Once the cars left their station there was another set of girls who applied armour to the tires and shined the rims. It was surprising the sort of things that dudes left out in plain view when handing over the keys to their rides.

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