You were performing for Stack and Smoke's new club, her gaze met yours; she had been watching you all along. Your jaw clenched as you thanked the audience and stepped off the stage. You had told her to "get your ***** ass out." She didn't listen, of course. Hell, even paying her didn't work.

She first spotted you earlier this morning. "These two gon' be playin' at my new Juke Joint," Stack announced. That caused her to halt her boarding of the train, and she quickly pivoted to face the three of you. You were doing a promotional performance alongside Slim. "It's the grand openin'. You all better be there tonight," Stack beamed with pride, but his expression quickly fell as he noticed Mary approaching. He nudged you and gestured in her direction.

You wanted nothing to do with her then, yet she stayed & managed to persuade you to allow her to negotiate with a couple of individuals eager to perform. You sat with Sammy, sipping a drink while you awaited her arrival. Your heel anxiously tapped the floor.

She returned from negotiating with the group, gold coins glinting in her palm, grinning. "How 'bout some fun first?" She pulled you close and kissed you, her touch buzzing with restless energy.

She dragged you into a private room. "I wanna fuckin' tear you apart," Mary whispered into your ear. You giggled softly, "Oh really? You're real into this, aren't you?" You could feel saliva drip down your shoulder. Your eyebrows knitted together slightly. She tightened her hold on your waist, drawing you closer to her.

Her tongue flicked against your shoulder, "Jesus, Mary," you breathed out. She pressed you more firmly against the door, "Jus' missed you, is that okay?" There was a sassy tilt to her voice.

Before you could respond, she clamped down, not enough to pierce the skin but enough to sting. You gasped, "Ouch." You attempted to lift your hand to the spot where she had bitten, but she stopped you, "What? Those other girls don’t touch you like this, do they?" She smirked as she sank her teeth in this time.