So There's this one chick that "WORKED" at Centerfolds in SF.
We met at Larry Flynt's Hustler club.. she was trying to see if she could do gigs there..I was with BB and we liked her attitude.. at first...
She WAS a pole dancer, Blonde, average looking, had a nice pair of silicone boobs...She was trying to pay her way thru college going to culnary school. We were good friends always hitting up Sutra after hours, starting our own party with guys we would meet at the cosmo.. Together.. we partied like rockstars.. until her true colors came out. I won't say what she did to me, but lets just say my reputation was on the line and lots of money was involved in this matter... She crossed a line that she shouldn't have.. I received a call from one of the big bosses..that caught word of what she was doing..I felt like I was talking to the GodFather himself.. He told me If she didn't stop.. she'd be out on his terms. I gave her FULL warning.. and several chances to fix the mess she created..
I called her to Warn her. But,she was to wrapped up in the life style, the money, the hustle the game.. I think she forgot why she had succumb to doing this type of job that she constantly complained about.
For a short time she was riding high.. making 4 figures a night. But she slipped and thats how "BB" new what she was doing. She ended up comming to work one day with a brand new Pearl White Escalade *paid in full*, the next following nights, after her shift she would stay around and BUY top shelf for the "guys" blowing $$$$ and coke.
She flaunted, boasted, and became a BIG HEADED MESS.. LITERALLY. The other girls came to me and started to mention how they thought she was doing Crystal meth... and from that moment.. I knew..what I had to do~
I stopped communicating with her. Told her I was busy..couldn't make it.. had meetings.. whatever I can make up so I wouldn't be seen with her. She irritated me with her dingyness, how messy and sloppy she became.
Then after a couple of months of her riding on this "HighLife"
in one day. EVERYTHING stopped for her.
She wasn't killed or anything like that.. But in one day.. she lost EVERYTHING. Her Truck, Money, School...gone.
I'm writing about this now.. because 3 years later.. we bumped into each other on Mission.
She had looked like she aged 15 years and you could tell the Highlife, took a major toll on her. She didn't recognize me and i'm glad.. I had nothing to say to her although we were somewhat friends in the past.
I feel bad how things how to go down for her. But then, that's the nature of the beast.. you step into a game knowing all of this.. can be taken away in just moments.
Our last conversation we had was a screaming frenzy blow out. I confronted her in regards to all the shit that was going down along with the info that BB had been feeding me.
And of course like all whores.. they lie and deny.
She firmly kept to her story although evidence was showing and pouring out of everywhere...
She even had the audacity to try and step up to me... what was she gonna do suffocate me with her silicone tits? She tried to come at me with flying hands so I ducked and did a swift kick to her shin.. she screamed like a baby...Vinny had heard the commotion and stepped in. He had Roscoe hold me down while he blocked HER. I told the boys. NOT TO WORRY.. I was leaving.. Roscoe eased up and as soon as he let go of me I walked up to her, spit in her face and told her.. THIS IS NOTHING. I PROMISE.. I'M GONNA FUCK YOU UP WITHOUT EVEN TOUCHING YOU.
I walked out and KEPT my promise. I pulled strings, and the bitch went down.. literally losing everything in one day.
Do I feel bad about how her life is now? Yes.. but then again.. she shouldn't have crossed my line. It was expressed and explained to her in explicit detail.
Her choice determined what was going to happen after.
and obviously she picked the wrong thing to do.
