PIMP OR PREACH Part5

Tee was altogether lovely. And he cherished every moment of watching her do what she does best. Tee could put on a dish towel and make it look like a million bucks. She was just that kind of a girl and he was fascinated about her. She was altogether lovely, super fine, and dressed to impress. When it came time for offering the sanctuary instantly turned into a runway for models both male and female. It was so crazy. If you wanted to see the latest fashion this was the time to do it. They would always call the balcony down first. Anybody who thought they were anybody was on their way down to make a statement. You could see everybody up there prepping themselves for the offering half time show. No prizes, no trophies or anything being given out for this. This was free for you being there. First they had to walk down 20 steps that were covered in red crush velvet carpet. Once they hit the bottom of those stairs it was time to get it poppin with no stoppin. Sanctuary of praise here them fashion crazies come. It’s time to strut your stuff, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, THE BALCONY. Young ladies and young girls pranced around that offering plate switching real hard and stuff, showing off hot bodies with Butts out, Breast flying Minnie skirts and stiletto heels, pretty Pumps supporting pretty Rumps. Short dresses with slits up the side and Long dresses with slits up the middle. Giving the people everything they want to see like it or not. The only thing missing was a commentator. And boy they needed one just to explain what the heck some of that was bouncing around the offering plate. Some of that stuff those chicks were wearing you wondered was that even an outfit or just strings and things. And then there was Bubble Butt. Kind of self explanatory but for the sake of those who may not know she simply had a real big Bubble Butt. Everything was always tight fitting on her and she walked like she was getting a pay check when it was over. She worked it real hard but she didn’t have anything on Payroll’s number one favorite Ms Tee. Tee was smooth like silk, high fashion and strutted like a million dollar stallion headed to the stable. She be putting on the Ritz’s if you know what I mean. Payroll would just stand there amazed and in a daze following Tee with his eyes all the way around until she made her way back to the balcony.

(TO BE CONTINUED DAILY)