Title: World of Sin
Type: 7th Heaven Fan Fiction
Rating: PG-13 (Sexual Content, Drugs)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of 7th Heaven. I do own all my original characters and this story, though. Don't take.
Summary: Ruthie Camden rebels against morality and everything her family stands for when she meets a guy willing to introduce her to his world.

Writer's Note: I wrote this a couple years ago, or part of it, but greatly improved it. It's one of my better stories.

This chapter is a little more adult than most, so be warned. It's also shorter. Thanks for all the great reviews!

Chapter Eight

I'd been working at The C Club for about a week when I was asked for a lap dance. I was doing my routine on stage, swinging up and down the poles, when a man about thirty called me to him. I walked to him and kneeled to hear him.

"You're hot," The man informed me. I smiled.

"Yeah?" I asked, my voice changing to seduction. He nodded.

"Let's go to the private room," He suggested. I didn't know what to say.

"You want to get dirty?" I asked. He nodded. My hands began to shake, but I didn't dare break character.

"How much will you give me?" I wanted to know, referring to money. He shrugged.

"Depends on how much you give me," He replied. My hands continued shaking, and he noticed.

"You're scared," The man pointed out. I nodded. "You shouldn't be. This is your job. You work here. You have to do what your job entails." I nodded. "Private room. Now."

"All right," I replied, "Whatever you want." I led him to a private room. It was quiet. There was one pole and a small stage. I smiled at him.

"This is your first time doing this, isn't it?" The man asked.

"Yeah," I replied, "Except for my audition." He nodded.

"Strip," The man commanded.

"You want me to strip?" I asked, stuttering. I'd broken character.

"Yes," He answered. I was bewildered.

"All the way?" I pleaded.

"Yes."

"I haven't done this. I haven't felt ready."

"Strip."

My eyes filled with tears as I turned on the music. I threw myself upon the pole, slid down, walked to the man and began to dance in front of him. I removed my outfit and threw it at the man. I'd hate him forever, but not as much as I'd hate myself. I wore a smile as I stripped, but my heart broke in two.