The Holiday Jump-off
Club scene featuring Chef Livy Miller
Meanwhile, as the fellas stand behind the velvet rope of the VIP section, they suddenly spot a familiar face in the crowd.
“Yo! Ain’t that your man, Livy from Davios?” Eric asks as he and an attractive female he’s with heads towards them.
“Yeah, that’s him. But, who’s the white girl he’s with, though? Damn, she’s fine as hell!” LaRon confirms, as all the men happen to focus Chef Livy’s date.
“I know, right! She might be puttin’ some of the sistas’ in here to shame.” Nelly mentions with bold audacity.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey…!”
“Out of bounds, Nells! Out of bounds!” The fellas’ outburst, immediately contesting the comparison.
“Hey! Hey! Don’t be shaming the sistas’ now! C’mon, man!” Girard candidly rejects Nelly’s reckless claim.
“Yeah, aight! Y’all, say that now, until one of these Broom-hilda looking chicks walk up on you talking ‘bout, ‘Is that your date? She ain’t got nothing on me!’” Nelly cautions the fellas in a deep throaty tone, before they all erupt in laughter.
“CHEF, LIVY! Glad you could make it, man!” LaRon exclaims as he and the other fellas give Livy a pound.
“What’s good, fellas? I see y’all doin’ it big with the grand entrance and the exotics parked outside. Hell, I want to be like y’all when I grow up.” Livy mentions as he gives each of them dap and half hug.
“Hey man, ‘you only live once’ is the theme, so we had to do it right, tonight.” Eric replies, proudly embracing Livy’s compliment.
“Yeah, I see. Those engines were out there purring, too. I was like, ‘here kitty, kitty!” Livy replies as they once again erupt into a lively outburst of laughter.
“I know! It’ll be a shame to return them ‘thangs’ this weekend. But, until then, ‘I’ma’ break all kinds of traffic laws.” Nelly replies with no good intentions for his rental.
“And man, that white interior with pinstripes on them Ferrari seats made you look like you were sittin’ in milk or something. Crazy!” Livy praises with excitement.
“Well, you did say she was purring like a kitten. So, I guess sittin’ in milk would be appropriate.” Eric replies, as everyone cackles at once.
“Is this your girl, Livy or…?” Girard asks, dropping a subtle reminder to introduce her.
“Oh, damn! Where’s my manners? My bad! Fellas, I want y’all to meet my friend, Arissa from the gig. Arissa, these are the guys responsible for this event and they threw that off-the-hook party in The Club Quarters penthouse suite a while ago.” Livy introduces, reminding her of the last time she was at a party they hosted. But, she was working the party then.
“Oh, okay! I remember. Hi, guys! Congratulations on your success!” Arissa, timidly speaks as she waves to the fellas.
“How you doing?”
“Pleasure to meet you, Arissa!”
The fellas respond as they lustfully size her up and undress the perfectly proportioned woman in their own unique perverted way.
“Ayo, Livy! By the way, wifey was grateful for that bottle of Schmitt Sohne you sent after the penthouse party. She wants to come to Davio’s sometime to meet you. But, you’re here, so you can do that, tonight.” Girard says, putting his arm around Livy as he expresses his gratitude.
“No problem. It’s inexpensive, but it’s one of my favorites. But, wait a minute. She wasn’t supposed to get that unless you proposed to her. I guess you popped the big one, huh?” Livy asks, elated to hear the news.
“Yeah, dawg! I went to Vegas a few weeks back on business and decided to bring wifey along for her birthday. But, I had to make it even more special by blessing her with that commitment, ‘ya’ dig!” Girard pleasurably explains.
“That’s good money, ‘G’. Congrats on making that happen! I’m sure she couldn’t be more blessed than to have a dude like you, family.” Livy replies, giving props to Girard.
“Much appreciated! Thanks for the love, dawg! I hope you enjoy yourself tonight, fam!” Girard replies, looking over at Arissa with raised eyebrows.
“Oh, I will, dawgs…I will!” Livy responds with a wink and a smile as he walks away looking down at Arissa’s ‘assets’ as she flaunts her sexy cocktail dress.