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The bartender walked over and asked me if I wanted another beer.

"I see you've been watching that slutty “MILF."

I nodded.

"Well, see that mean looking dude over there?" The bartender pointed to a thuggish looking guy in the corner. He looked about 21 and was wearing a headband of a gang color.

"His name is Javon. He runs the working girls in this bar for the NorthSide Posse. NSP they call themselves. He's going to lay the law down to her in a few minutes."

I wondered what to do as I saw Javon get up and walk over to Michelle. He leaned over and whispered something in her ear.  A few seconds later, I saw her exchange phone numbers with the college guy she was making out with and then followed Javon, shaking her ass in an even more exaggerated manner. She glanced at me as she walked by and smiled, so I did nothing. Javon stopped at the end of the bar and sat on his stool.

There was some quiet conversation, and I saw Michelle laugh and shake her head. Javon reached up and put one finger in the center of her tube top.  She stood her ground for a second giving Javon a good look, then she playfully pushed his hand away. They talked for a few more minutes and I saw the bartender bring them two shots of tequila.

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