NineDime

"Hello? Hello! Well hey stranger, remember me? It's your baby mama, your daughter's mother Mimi?... Haven't heard from you! Did you get my text?....Oh my God Boogie I told you that all I need you to do is send at least $50 every month so I can pay for this fuckin' WIFI! I never ask you for shit, I'm short this month, I need your hel-...HELLOOO Ayla has to log in for class at 8am I can't wait until noon duh!...Seriously, how am I being disrespectf-...You know what, don't even worry about it Boogie, I'll figure this out WITHOUT you like I ALWAYS do!" Mimi tapped on the red hang up button of her iPhone 10 thirty times before she was satisfied. Boiling with anger, the hot tears forced themselves out of Mimi's bloodshot red eyes onto her flushed face. She quickly wiped her face dry, took a deep breath, and opened up the messages in her phone.

"Fuck you bruh, I know exactly who's office I'm going to on Monday! Just watch! You really got me all the way fucked up!" Mimi furiously texts Boogie, her thumbs moving faster than she can even think. Exploding with frustration, Mimi storms to her room to roll the biggest blunt she can before Ayla gets out the bathtub...

Mikayla "Mimi" Williams grew up on the westside of Fayetteville, NC, a military town full of people from all over the world. Although right outside the biggest army base in the United States, Fayetteville has a reputation of being a chaotic city to live in. With high crime rate, low employment and even less shit to do, the only things people did to entertain themselves was drink, do drugs, and commit crime. Mimi grew up pretty rocky, her mother giving up her rights to her grandmother at a very young age. Drugs fucked up her whole family to be honest. Her daddy was sentenced to 25 to life when she was three years old after a bad drug deal turned into attempted murder, and her mother got hooked on Percocet soon after he was sentenced. Thank God for Grandma Faye, that's the only person that ever showed Mimi what unconditional love actually felt like. Since she was a little girl, Mimi always dreamed of owning her own hair salon. She would cut her baby dolls' hair- Grandma Faye would whoop her ass, She would cut and color her own hair-Grandma Faye would DOUBLE whoop her ass. It was her passion, and she's really good at it. She was known as the best cornrow braider in school and could do a silk press in 30 minutes at just 18 years old.

Although it seemed like Mimi had a clear vision for her life, a lot of things change when you have a baby during your senior year of high school. Hopes and dreams of being a big hair stylist were put on hold, and providing for her daughter became her main priority. Soon after giving birth to Ayla at the age of 18, Mimi learned how to make money in a much different way: using what she had to get what she wanted. Getting dudes to run their pockets was cake work for a dime piece like Mimi. At 5 feet 5 inches tall, milk chocolate smooth skin, deep brown almond shaped eyes, round, full lips, thick hourglass figure, and natural hair that cascades over her shoulders, she is one of those women that can get anyone and anything she desires by her looks alone. She went through her pick of club owners and drug dealers, and soon became accustomed to the fast lifestyle. Every man she dated had lots of money, clothes, jewelry, and cars, and were willing to give Mimi all the money they had left in their pockets. She mostly dated guys just until she got what she wanted from them, stroking their egos and their dicks alike until her bank account had the amount of zeros that she aimed for.

Meeting Ayla's father, Brandon aka Boogie, was basically a one night stand that turned into a big ass headache. She met him on a super lit night on Thanksgiving in 2015. Club Finesse was jumpin'. Thanksgiving night is always a good night to go out, everyone comes out after eating with their families all day, and come out to the club to show their cousins and out of town friends how we do it in The Ville.

Mimi is riding with her best friend, Xiomara, her bottom bitch since 6th grade. They've been trickin' dudes and sneaking into clubs together since they both developed fat asses at 14 years old and have been an envied duo ever since. Xiomara pulled up to VIP parking in her candy apple red 2015 Mercedes C300, smokin' on a Dutch cigarello stuffed with Sour Diesel, blastin' Kevin Gates in her stock sound system as loud as it could go. Mimi looks out the window at the line that's practically wrapped around the building to get in the club. "Bitch, its lit in here tonight! There's a dummy in here that's about to pay my rent, they just don't know it yet!" exclaims Mimi. They laugh loudly and check their hair and makeup before heading inside. Sounds of motorcycles, sports cars, and trap music fill the air. The city was live tonight. Xiomara grabs her red sequin backpack and clear platform heels out the trunk. "Ok, so Frank is probably gonna make us stay after hours until at least 5 am, you know his ass tryna get all the money. You can take my car if you need to, just don't forget my ass!" Xiomara hands Mimi her keys. Xiomara is the headline dancer at Club Finesse. Strippers are glorified in a city like Fayetteville, and Xiomara is the baddest, thickest, Puerto Rican bitch in the city.

"How can anyone forget an ass that fat Xio?!" someone shouts from the main parking lot. Mimi turns to see a dude coming up at 6 feet 3 inches tall, thick build, butter pecan complexion, black silky hair and the sexiest lips. He walks up to the girls and bites his lip as he looks towards Mimi. Her DD titties poppin' out the top of her low cut black bodycon dress, her bouncy braid out sitting on her shoulders, shining under the neon lights, and an ass so fat you can see it from the side, he could barely keep from drooling. "Well, hello there beautiful, what's your name?" he asks Mimi, reaching his hand out for a shake. "My name is Mikayla, but all my people call me Mimi." she answered, her knees weakening by how strong his grip was on her hand. "And your name?"

"Boogie, no, leave my friend alone she don't want yo ass. Go inside!" Xiomara pushes him towards the entrance of the club. "Yo chill son, I ain't doin' nothin to the woman...at least not yet anyway." Boogie shoots Mimi a wink and caresses her cheek. Mimi felt a hot wave come over her and her panties got wet instantly as all she could do was imagine his big manly body on top of hers. "Aight boom, how about I pay your way into VIP, pay for all your drinks, take you to Waffle House, and after hanging out with me all night, THEN you decide if you want me to leave you alone? Gucci?" Leaning on Xiomara's car, Boogie pulls Mimi closer to him, so close she can feel his long, thick dick through his Levi's on her stomach. Thinking that she found her trick for the night, Mimi adjusts her thigh high stiletto boots and jacks up her dress around her bubble booty a little bit more. "Sounds good to me, daddy." She says, looking up at Boogie seductively, and they walk to the front of the line to enter as VIP.

"Mommyyyy!! Mommyyy!! All the water came out the bathtub," screams 5 year old Ayla, sitting in an empty tub full of Barbie dolls and rubber duckies. Trying to regroup, Mimi puts out her blunt, blows out a huge cloud of smoke, and proceeds to the bathroom. "I'm coming baby girl, go ahead and get out and dry yourself off, I'm getting your pajamas."

Just as Mimi starts searching her laundry basket for Ayla's favorite Ariel jammies, someone knocks on the back door. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK! "It's me!" Rolling her eyes, she slowly opens the door. Standing there with a black and white Nike sweat suit, Jordan Bred 11's, wavy red-tipped dreadlocks down the middle of his back, and dripping in gold jewelry is Mimi's boyfriend James aka Jigga. "Heyyyy babyyy!" shouted Jigga, showing all 16 of his shiny, princess cut 14k gold teeth. Reeking of Patron Silver, Platinum Cookies, and Corona Extra, Jigga sways and stumbles his way into Mimi's double wide.

Mimi turns to her clock in the corner of the room. "You really got me fucked up James, why the hell are you just now coming over here? You told me you were leaving the shop at 3pm, why am I just seeing you at 9:54pm?"

"Girl, shut UP! Why do you complain so muuu-*hiccup*-cchh?" Jigga is obviously drunk, he can hardly keep his eyes open. "Look, at least I came bruh. Did you cook bae?" Stumbling over his own feet into the kitchen, Mimi stands there shaking her head in disgust.

"I'm so tired of this shit yo, where are your keys?" asked Mimi in a very annoyed tone. "I don't know," Jigga replied, shrugging his shoulders while opening a Tupperware of leftover spaghetti. "I got Uncle Bobby to drop me off. I'm sorry bae."

Completely done with the conversation, Mimi throws up her hands and grabs the Little Mermaid night gown and some underwear out the basket. "Ayla, here are your clothes baby. When you finish getting dressed go straight to bed, it's way past your bedtime. Goodnight!" She kisses Ayla on the cheek, Ayla takes her clothes and runs into her room, almost tripping on her bath towel.

"So... if you want me to forgive you then I need you to do me a favor...I need $100 to pay my WIFI. I need it like, now." Mimi leans on the refrigerator with her arms crossed, then sticks her hand out towards Jigga. "$100? Damn! What the hell, you payin' for the neighbor's shit too?" Jigga takes a deep breath, scratches his head and pulls a knot of money out of his sweat pants wrapped in a beige rubber band. Flipping through his money, he pulls out a single, blue $100 bill and places it in Mimi's hand. "Here yo, you betta be happy I love yo fine ass. Bring that ass over here..." Grabbing Mimi by her waist, he pulls her slowly towards him as he stays seated at the kitchen table. He lightly rubs her rounded hips as he makes his way to her soft, plump booty and softly kissed her stomach.

Her knees grew weak, almost as though they had turned to rubber. Her heart is beating through her chest and chills run down her spine as she feels his fingertips graze the dimples above her ass. Instantly giving in to his alluring touches and kisses, Mimi straddles Jigga in the kitchen chair as she drifts under his spell...