Club Harlem World had the streets of uptown shaking. Inside, the music was blaring; the best drinks were flowing; the hottest exotic women were all over the place dancing; and the getting-money fellers spent dollars around, having a great time. Mar'e sucked in the atmosphere with a smile on his face and a drink in his hand. He was upstairs in the VIP lounge holding court with a few friends. Mar'e looked cool in his black Dolce & Gabbana suit blazer with subtle polka dots.
"I love Harlem!" Mar'e shouted. "Ain't no party like an uptown party, 'cause an uptown party don't stop!"
His friends cheered and tossed a few dollars in the air. Sitting next to him was a slim, fair-skinned woman named Holli Would. She had long honey-blonde hair with a bun on her crown and bangs that covered her ears. She was clad in a white strapless swimsuit with a deep V-neck, matching sheer microskirt, and long white boots.
"Why are you not on the dancing floor showing your moves?" She asked.
"I'm about to hit the dance floor after I finish this Courvoisier." Mar'e continued. "I like to see you hopping atop this table and dance for me. I love your outfit!"
"This is my signature outfit, white and lustrous all over!"
Mar'e chuckled. "That's right! I saw all eyes on you when we walked in. You attract men and women. You are the greatest fantasy. How does it feel knowing you can have the best of both worlds?"
"That I'm the baddest bitch in here!"
After taking a final sip of his drink, Mar'e left the VIP lounge to dance with some cute Ebony freaks with long hair. Holli was also in the mood to dance and be around her admirers. As she was walking down the stairs, she could hear some of them whistling and saying her name. She stopped in her tracks when she noticed someone as sexy as she was. That chick was dressed in a long red strapless dress with high cut slits, long purple opera gloves, and shiny red pumps. Holli knew she was staring at none other than Jessica Rabbit!
Jessica, the slender and fair-skinned hottie, was a beautiful, passionate, and glamorous woman. She had nice red pouty lips, long red hair that covered her right eye, and an air of vivid sexuality. Yes, Jessica was possibly the hottest girl in the club, and she knew that. Men, who thought they were the ultimate players, tried their best to get a dance or a number from her. Holli watched as Jessica turned them all down one by one. She was in her own world.
Holli's dazzling icy-turquoise eyes roamed over Jessica's voluptuous figure. She loved her curves, perfect face, and full red lips. Here was a sex goddess, a femme fatale, and a mouth-watering beauty. Her pussy twitched abruptly and she licked her lips like a hungry feline. What would it be like to devour her body? What does she taste like? Does she like girls? She asked herself inwardly. The thought made her pink pussy moist!
Instantaneously, Holli decided to act on her naughty desires. She sauntered behind Jessica and squeezed her hips. Jessica turned her head around, with an intention to slap a rude man whom she assumed touching her, but paused at the sight of a girl as sexy as herself. To Holli's surprise, she smiled.
"May I dance with you?" Holli asked.
"Sure." Jessica answered.
