This wasn't the life that Sami Brady chose for herself. She never thought in a million years that she would end up here, in this place. Working here to make a living just to make ends meet so she could take care of her kids. She felt dirty, sick, and disgusted. She looked at herself in the mirror as she applied black eye shadow onto her eyes. Tears started to well up, but she chalked it up to the eyeshadow that was making her cry. Not the fact that her life was so fucked up and she had no way out of this misery. She used tissue to dab her eyes and continued applying her makeup. She finished with bright red lipstick, the guys loved when she used red lipstick, it stood out in the dark scenery. Once done with her makeup Sami ran her hands up her golden tresses and fluffed it. She might not like what she did for a living, but she was damn good at it. She took off her sweater baring her breast and went into her duffle bag to dig up her costume for the night. She fitted herself into a black lacy bra. She then proceeded to pull her sweat pants off and changed into a lacy thong matching her bra. She went to her full body mirror in her dressing room and did a spin to make sure her body looked okay. She then proceeded to put on the rest of her ensemble. She wore a long blazer that wrapped around her luscious body that went down to the length of her knees. She placed her feet into a pair of Christian louboutins black Strass pumps and finished her look off with a hat. She lifted her blonde curls and tucked them into her hat and slanted it to cover one of her eyes to give off the vibe that she was trying to be mysterious. A knock came to the door which startled Sami. She turned around and answered.

"Come in"

The knob turned and an older lady with red hair came in.

"Sami, honey. Are you ready?"

"Hi Maggie, yeah, just about."

"There's been a change in plans."

"What do you mean?" Sami responded.

"Well, Victor told me that there was this gentleman who has requested that you accompany him in the business executive room for a private session. He said that he paid him generously for your company tonight."

"I-I don't understand, Victor doesn't like to do business that way. He usually lets that happen after each girl has performed with the pole for the night."

"I guess the guy paid a pretty penny. Victor's smile certainly said that he was very happy with the deal."

"Shit, fine." was Sami's only response. She had no choice. Victor was her boss and what he says is what goes. Maggie was married to Victor and she was sweet, but Sami often wondered how did Maggie end up with the likes of Victor, of all people. He was a mobster who owned a strip joint and Maggie was not the type to get mixed up in that, but Sami accepted that the heart wants what the heart wants. It was obvious that Maggie's heart wants Victor.

"The guest is here and waiting in the room."

Sami walked over to her makeup desk, looked at herself in the mirror once again to make sure she looked good. Opened her drawer, pulled out an empty shot glass and a bottle of orange flavored grey goose and poured the liquid till it touched the brim of the cup. Picked it up and threw it back into her mouth. It burned her throat and chest, but Sami needed this to calm her nerves.

"Alright, I'm ready."

Maggie led her to the business executive room, where the guest was waiting in the dark. She opened the door and the only light in there was the blue and red lights aimed at the stripper pole in the middle of the room. Sami took a step and was about to enter the room, but hesitated. She couldn't see the gentleman who paid a lot of money for this private session, but figured it was some old ass horny bastard who saw her performance last week.

"Don't be nervous Sami. Show him what a real stripper looks like. Work the pole like how you know to."

Sami looked at Maggie and exhaled hoping that it would take her nerves with it.

"Ah than-thanks Maggie. It just seems so different this time." whispered Sami.

"It just seems like I'm walking into a lions den. Like I'm going to get pounced on." She added.

Maggie smiled before she responded. " Honey, I think you'll like to be pounced on by this one."

Maggie then turned Sami around and lightly pushed her into the dark room and closed the door.

Sami stood by the door for a good minute contemplating if she should stay and just do what she was paid to do or bolt out the door, tell Victor and Maggie to fuck off and get the fuck out. She placed her hand on the door knob and was about to turn it to open, but the most beautiful voice stopped her. His voice was thick with a british accent, so smooth and sensual.

"I wouldn't do that darling."

Sami froze. She felt paralyzed by his luscious accent.

"I paid real good money to see you tonight sweetheart, and I'm going to get what I definitely paid for."

Sami could have sworn that she's heard that voice before, but where? Was it from a commercial? a TV show? The news? She was not sure, but she was certain that she's heard it before.

"I-I wasn't going to leave."

"Sure you weren't Samantha Gene Brady."

He knew her name? Her stripper name was Sassy. The strippers from this club would never use their real names. This was a rule of Victors, he didn't like his girls using their real names on any occasion in this joint. This was to provide safety to his girls and to help ward of the weirdos in case they came out to be a Psychos.

"How did you know my name?" Sami responded in shock. Sami stared at where she thought the voice was coming from. She focused on that spot to see if she was able to make out the stranger. All she was able to see was his large hands with long fingers resting on the arms of the chair that he was occupying. His long legs were crossed. She was able to see one black shoe and from the looks of it, his foot was large, very large. This man must be huge, Sami thought to herself. Sami felt a tingle in her stomach that traveled down to her core. She imagined what those hands could do to her up against the wall in this very room.

Sami scowled at herself for having those thoughts. "Shit Sami, get a fucking grip, you don't even know this guy. You're not that hard up for some British ass. Just do a little shimmy and a jiggle on the pole and your work is done. If I really wanted to feel him, I can let him touch me and charge him extra." Sami smiled at that idea. "Victor might have gotten a good amount for this, but I'm going to milk him for a little more." Sami smirked finishing the thought. "Must be the goose talking" Sami whispered to herself.

"One should not worry about how I know of your name sweetheart." the stranger replied.

"Well that's not fair. You know my name, but I don't know yours." Sami tried to give the best pout she can muster up.

"Darling, if you give an excellent performance like you did the other night, you'll definitely be rewarded with my name and perhaps more."

"Fair enough." was Sami's only reply as she walked over to the stereo.

She skimmed through a stack of CDs to see which song would help her with her performance that night. She stopped at Lana Del Rey's "Born to Die" CD. She popped it in, skipped to track seven and let it play. At the beginning of the song Sami walked towards the tall stranger keeping her eyes on his legs then her eyes travelled up to his crtoch, she wasn't sure if there was a bulge or not, but the package definitely looked good. "Stop that Sami." she told herself as she was a foot away from the stranger. She still could not make out his face due to the darkness, but she was able to see stubble on his strong chin. She slowly lifted her hat off her head to reveal her luscious blonde curls. She tossed the hat and it landed in his lap. Sami knew that her part of the song was coming up so she walked towards the pole making sure her ass swayed left to right. She knew he would be focused there.

"Let me put on a show for you, daddy
Let me put on a show
Let me put on a show for you, tiger
Let me put on a show" played in the background.

Sami slowly lifted herself and wrapped her legs around the stripper pole that was in the middle of the room. She let her legs stick out and used her inner thigh muscles to keep herself on as she twirled her body around on the pole once. She proceeded to slowly pull herself all the way to the top of the pole and looked at the stranger. She was able to connect with his beautiful dark eyes. She kept eye contact as she slid down a little and started to grind onto the pole then started to slowly slide down the pole till her bottom reached the ground. Once at the bottom she used her leg and arm muscles to climb back up to the top of the pole and twirled once slowly, second a little fast and sped her third time. She kept her legs straight again, but this time she let her upper body bend back and slowly slid down the pole once again. Once she got to the bottom she stood on her hands letting her legs slowly release the pole and spread her them apart up in the air, giving the stranger a very good view of her black lace covered vagina. She could hear a moan escape his lips as he adjusted his position in the chair. Sami used her upper strength and landed her heel covered feet onto the ground, this gave the stranger a view of her voluptuous ass, her reward was another groan from this handsome stranger. Sami on all four turned and crawled towards the stranger.

TBC