Chapter 1
Barbie Blank was in her dressing room, getting ready for another night of humiliation and hard work. Her make up and hair looked just about perfect. She stood in front of her mirror and sighed at what she saw. It wasn't that she was ugly or anything; far from it actually. It was what she had to do with her body that she hated. She was a stripper.
She couldn't complain too much, though. She made at least four hundred dollars a night and she worked five to six days a week. The problem was she wanted to do something that her son would be proud of. Yes…she had a kid. She was only twenty-two and she had a four year old son. As difficult as her life was now, she wouldn't trade him for the world. She loved him so much. If she didn't, she wouldn't resort to doing this kind of work. She wanted to provide for him and give him the things he wanted. Luckily he was too young to realize what kind of job his mother was doing in order to provide his clothes, his toys, everything.
She heard her friend, Maria's music end and she knew it was her turn to head out to the main stage. She kept a photo of her son on her makeup table and blew it a kiss. It was her way of him telling her good luck. She gave Maria a quick hug as she got ready to go on.
"Alright, alright boys! Turn your attention to the center stage! We got the beautiful, the FLEXIBLE Kelly Kelly!!!" the DJ R-Truth called out from the turn tables.
Kelly Kelly was the name she had chosen so no one would bother her. She didn't know what she would do if any customers found out her real name. She blew a kiss to R-Truth and started cat walk to the pole at the end of the stage. She scanned the area for any familiar faces. She'd been working at the club for almost a year now so she'd been able to start recognizing some familiar faces here and there.
She did a twirl on the pole as she continued to scan the area. Her starting outfit tonight was that of a business woman, complete with fake glasses, tie, etc. She unbuttoned her blazer and tossed it off. She heard a few whistles already starting, but she knew it was in good fun. Most of the guys at this club weren't that bad. She saw a few regular customers, but they weren't her regulars. She looked to the end of the stage and realized she thought too soon. She did a splits at the end of the stage and came face to face with the guy who'd been coming especially regularly since she started working there. She was looking right into the eyes of Randy Orton.