In just a short month I had already leap frogged over Stefan, which wasn't too hard, as he was treated like a joke, but by hanging out with me he was starting to get smarter and more street wise. We had already established ourselves as the biggest selling duo. I had already moved out of my shitty apartment and was now living in a luxury apartment that was more or less a condo. It had two floors, spiralling stair case, view of the beach, pool out back for the block and even a receptionist at the front doors, the full package.
We started to sell so much that we were starting to run out of supply and couldn't keep up with the demand. I had managed to sell to a celebrity and he introduced other celebs to us. Every celebrity had to be OK'd by Bishop first and then he'd assign them to one of us. This was to make it seem like a big well organised operation, like a business. I had mainly male celebs as the other guys always called dibs on the female celebs, so they can ask them for sex in return for drugs and the women never said no. If they can get drugs without paying for it they did. The only female celebs I had was the ugly ones that you would never even think about sleeping with. Hence why I was left with them. A lot of the guys accepted sex in exchange for drugs from women. I was a bit picky, that's why none of the female celebs had caught my eyes0 I did accept sex from some of the regular female customers, after all I was human. The women I accepted it from the most were three of the hottest women you will ever see. They practically lived at my place and were more like live-in girlfriends than clients.
Bishop had already dubbed me as his 'Protégé.' And he was even more impressed when I came up with an idea of having a crack house slash brothel rolled into one, but fronted as a night club and strip club rolled into one. He bought a place the size of four clubs, we split it in half. One half for clubbing and one half for the strippers. We had an upstairs for all the illegal activity. The strippers were hookers, who now had a place to do it and we took a healthy percentage. Word got around and the place packed it out every night, it got so packed we had to open a couple more and ended up with ten clubs around L.A. Me and Stefan were still running the first initial club, which was still the most successful one. We had now managed to bring the drug users to us instead of us having to find them and then go to them.
Me and Stefan became best of friends and were two of the highest ranked guys working for Bishop, who was now known as one of the biggest drug distributors in California . Me and Stefan were known as the guy's who moved drugs faster than anyone else. This wasn't limited to just weed, we sold everything from x pills, coke, heroine, ether and we had even started to sell human adrenaline. God knows where Bishop gets human adrenaline, but I'm not gonna be the guy to question him.
The initial club became the hub of our operation. Me and Stefan were recognised by everyone, from high rollers to low lives, people who were some bodies to people who were nobodies. Even the cops knew our reputations but couldn't do shit because we were just too smart for them.
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Me and Stefan pulled up in front of the club like any other night, dressed in our $1500 Armani suits, me with my trademark white and Stefan with his eccentric red. People on the outside waiting in the queue were calling out to us trying to take the easy way into the club, like we knew who they were. Every employee from the door to the bar greeted us, trying to go up the rankings by sucking up to us. We headed up the stairs and straight to the back. We had a meeting with the Lopez brothers, Hector and Luis.
They use to be Bishop's number one guys but were replaced by me and Stefan. They didn't like it too much and were trying to come up with an idea, like my idea with the club to bring themselves up to number one status again. Their idea was the slave trade. Smuggle in people to the US and have them work as slaves, selling them off to the highest bidder. Bishop wasn't too keen on the idea and asked my feelings towards it and I made it clear that I thought it was inhumane and barbaric, which helped him make his mind up. That's why I was known as his protégé, I could influence his thoughts very easily. They came in to try and convince me it's a good idea, I heard them out and dismissed them. As soon as they left the intercom buzzed.
"What?" I said answering the intercom by holding the button down.
"A Hollywood actress her to see you." Stefan's eyes lit up. "A Ms. Cuthbert."
"Send her in." I said letting go of the intercom button. The office had a window behind the main desk that over looked the whole club, this was our way of seeing everything that happened in the club. The blinds were already pulled from the meeting with the Lopez brothers. I peeked through the blinds to see her being shown up the stairs. "Out." I told Stefan. "She's mine."
"Oh! Finally! A celebrity that's caught the eye's of the high and mighty Kash." Stefan mocked, bowing down to me a couple of times as he walked backwards and left the room. I had to laugh at his stupidity. He may be an imbecile at times but he was the greatest friend you could ask for and was too stupid to stab you in the back.
Scott, the door man, showed Elisha Cuthbert into the room. She was a small, petite woman at 5'3" and had on a short black skirt, that fell a few inches of her knees, a short black top that showed off her belly and was sleeveless, cut off at he shoulders, she had black open toed heels and she was holding a small black handbag.
"Nice tan." I complemented her. She usually had milky white skin and must've been sunbathing or at least out in the sun, she had the tone she had for her Maxim photo shoot she did back in 2004.
"Thanks." Elisha replied uncomfortably.
"How can I help you?" I asked.
"Me and my friends... were looking for some..." She started, shifting side to side. She was clearly nervous.
"First time buying?"
"Yes." She said starting to look a little relieved, now that the subject was out.
"Please..." I said motioning to the seat on the other side of the desk. "Take a seat." She sat in front of me and I could see her beauty more clearly. She had curly blonde hair just past her shoulders, a lot like her hair in the first season of '24.' She wore a light shade of pink lip stick and had plain hoop ear rings. "How much you need?"
"I don't know. I've never bought dope before." She confessed.
"How many of you are there?" I asked.
"There's five of us all together." I stood up and walked over to a painting on the wall. I opened it like a door, there was a safe behind it where we kept the drugs and large amounts of money. It was a cheesy thing to do, but had to be done. I took out enough for five girls in their early 20's would need to get high, closed the safe and sat back down.
"My friend Justin Timberlake said that you guys take sex as payment." She said quickly, probably built up the courage and blurted it out before she lost her nerve. She didn't look up, she looked down as if she felt dirty the moment she said it. I got up, took off my expensive blazer, put it on the back of my chair and walked over to her. The seat she was sitting on was an office chair that spun around, so I spun the chair around so she'd face me. I squatted down enough for us to be face to face. Elisha was still looking down. I lifted her chin up with my hand so I could see her face. She looked unbelievably gorgeous & had beautiful, hypnotising blue eyes that you could get lost in for hours by just staring at them. I leaned forward and kissed her. She did nothing at first, probably startled, but then she kissed me back and pushed her tongue into my mouth. I started to suck her tongue instantly gently massaging it with my tongue. I broke our kiss.
"You don't have to do this if you don't want to." I told her. I was starting to feel like I was taking advantage of her. It was obvious she was uncomfortable doing this. "I'll take money for them." I said standing up and going back to my seat.
"No way!" She replied. "I have to or my friends will think I'm a total wuss."
"O.K." I said, noticing her immaturity even though she was 23, but I still wanted her. "I tell you what give me a blowjob and we'll call it even." Elisha started to make her way towards me with a hesitant look. "What's wrong?"
"I've never given a... blow job." She confessed biting her bottom lip, showing her lack of sexual experience. I looked her up and down. She was unbelievably hot, from head to toe. She had a great figure, big breasts, nice round ass and a beautiful face. I looked down at her feet. She had nice looking toes, which were painted a light shade of red, I couldn't get a proper view of them as they were in shoes, but she wasn't a foot model for nothing.
