Chapter 10

• The cab stopped her in front of the club; it was one of the biggest and widely known clubs in Los Angeles; Sasha got down, paid the cab, and turned to walk in when she saw her girls walking up to her, “what the hell took you so long?” Questioned Agatha, she was dressed to kill in a short black gown, her hair in a ponytail.
• The rest all glared at Sasha, and she clasped her hands together in front of her chest, “I am so sorry, I had to wait for Michael to get back, that’s what delayed me. I’m so sorry,” she pouted.
• “Oh I see; you guys didn’t rush to have a quickie, right?” Agatha asked, and the girls all shouted her name, “what?”