Chapter 1 : Bar Girls
Dear Diary ,
Have you ever wonder why men do what they do? Why they treat women like cheap crap
Bonnie
Or why they see us...like whore..nothing more just lesser than anyother woman
Hayley
But this is my life ,I live it...Suck It Up
Katherine
All sorts of things happen in New Orleans drugs ,sex ,rape,murders...prostitution, alcohol . I happened to be one of the young women that live amongst such things . I live 2 blocks away from my work place , its no fancy job ,its no moral job but yet I do it,if my mom saw me dressed in leather and fish nets she probably would drag me by my hair and lock me down . I never went to college like a saved for ,instead I took my money and moved from St. Louis to New Orleans in an apartment with my cute cat ;Tinkles.
See I work at this bar..well its a bar slash stripper sorta thing that my boss Damon Salvatore owns ,I come in here at nights work a few men and get my bucks and go home . It may sound simple but its not ,it takes a lot out of a woman to put down her own integrity to indulge in such manner . Damon Salvatore was the type of man who had no respect for a woman ,he cared about money and keeping his dump up to scratch ,he had his main girls for this job myself , Hayley & his personal favorite Katherine . Hayley and I were bestfriends from St . Louis, her parents die and her rich boyfriend married a prettier girl . Katherine choose to be a slut just to get closer to Damon Salvatore who was her twin sister's ex-boyfriend ...her sister dumped him cause she caught him cheating . I never had a day off from this place . Your probably wondering why can't I go out and get a real job like most women in society...Well everyone knows what I do and who I do ,No one would offer a whore a job
Men won't take me seriously ,if I want a real job,they rather sleep with me that's why I'm stuck here in my semi-normal life
5 pm was when my shift began , I was in by 5:10 ,this usually pisses off Damon
"Sorry I'm late,traffic ,my cat got sick" I lied putting my bag in my dressing room like I'm some kinda show girl from Vegas
"Bonnie ,your here..Ricky is requesting your time" Damon announced throwing his hands up
"Damon..you know my rules I don't do one nights with Married men" I yelled
"Whoa you have morals" Katherine mocked smacking me
I rolled my eyes
"Let Katherine do it...she does everything" I said with a plastic smile
"No..Ricky specifically requested you..and you alone" Damon said
"I'll just have to have a chat with Mr Ricky about my policies ..excuse me" I said pushing them out of the way
I was covered in thick makeup , dressing in a hot pink tight as corset and underwear with ripped fish nets and Alexander McQueen boots . Men were "Holla 'ing" at me as a pass by ,One of them even complimented my fat ass I've been working on the keep healthy . I saw Hayley giving some guy that looks like he's 50 a lap dance while he stuck 50 dollar bills in her bra ,she gave a lazy smile at me
"Hey Ricky..we need to talk "I said loudly He followed my lead
"Yes baby cakes" he said closing the door in Damon's office
"Let me tell you something..I don't do married men..okay..so request Katherine she's free" I yelled pointing my index finger in his face
"Come on gorgeous my wife won't know...does it matter..you do this for a living "he said putting his hands around my waist kissing my neck
I pushed him off and slapped him
"If I was your wife ..I'd kick your ass" I snarled
He squeezed my face against the wall and throw me on the ground and squealed a bit . He threw himself on top of me as I fought my way ,he pinned my arms on the vintage carpet ,I yelled but no one heard me
"Stupid slut" he snarled slapping me hard in the face
He ripped my underwear off so he could get a better view . He unbuckled his pants and laid on to of me thrusting hard ,slamming the walls of my wet vagina ,I moaned and screamed for help at the same time ,he didn't want to stop . I pushed him off ,he spit on my face ,reach forth his wallet and threw 20 bucks at me
"Filthy whore ..that's all you are" he said laughing leaving the room
I sat on the floor crying my eyes out . I took the jacket I found in the room ,to cover my body . I used the back door to make an escape and clear my head . I hate men ..how could they be so cruel,I never found a man who loved me for me and not for my vagina,love doesn't even exist in my world