Hey ya'll, been a little while since I added. Hope everyone is doing fine!
Anyhow, really enjoying writing this story and hope to really improve in writing this by writing longer chapters in the future.
Anyway, here is the next chapter, hope you all enjoy it.
May your creativity continue to run wild!
Wondering what she was up to, Samual began to feel uneasy.
"Okay Kira, what kind of contest did you have in mind?"
Smirking, Kira knew exactly what kind of contest to hold.
"We shall hold a Pole Dance Contest!"
Blinking, Samual raised his left hand to his ear, trying to clean out anything that might be in there.
"I'm sorry, but could you repeat that, because it almost sounded like you said we would hold a Pole Dance Contest."
Giggling, Kira pulled out a folded fan before unfurling it, concealing all but the top of head.
"Thats exactly what I said. We'll each have three members of our respective bussinesses perform, excluding the two of us of course, and let the audience decides who win by voting."
Placing a paw under his chin, he thought about how much bussiness this idea of hers could actually draw in, let alone how much it would cost just to hold the event itself.
Yet, he did have a bad feeling about what she truly wanted.
Sighing, Samual decided to ask the question that had the answer he wanted, no, needed to know.
"Okay, is there any terms for the losing side?"
Closing her eyes, she folded her fan with a simple flick of the wrist.
Upon opening her eyes, Samual saw the faintest glint as he knew he walked into her trap.
"Terms huh? Okay, how about the owner of the losing side must hand over ownership of there bussiness to the winner."
Looking her dead in the eyes, Samual knew that wad what she wanted all along.
'Of course she wants my bussiness. But why does she wants this place?'
It was then he made a decission that may hurt him, and everyone that he has employed.
But, he also knew that if he wanted to get the bussiness flowing, he needed to take a few chances.
Smiling, he held out his hand as to shake.
"Alright, your on."
Smiling, Kira did everything she to stop herself from jumping in joy as she took a hold of his hand and shook.
"Okay Samual. I'll take care of the arrangements, and make sure to send somebody over with any paperwork that'll need signing."
Releasing his hand, she turned to leave, making sure he got a good look of her wide hips.
As she stopped just at the door she turned her head to look at him.
"May the best one win."
Giving a wink his way, she exited the establishment, and left.
Watching her leave, Samual hung his head in fear.
"What have I gotten us into this time?"