The week seemed to fly by. My night in the spotlight has come. I had been jittery on Friday. The spotlight mist be ready for me.
I walked into the club. I saw people already waiting. Damn It reminded me when I first came here. I was so nervous.
I then sighed and then walked backstage, to my booth.
I picked out the outfit. Perhaps a light blue or green. Tim had told me thats his new favorite color. God he's such a weirdo.
I then pulled my T-shirt off, and my other apparel. I put on the underwear, the beltskirt, the thigh highs. I observed myself. Then put on a tight button up shirt. It was a female size, it looked better than mens. I then put bows in my hair, people liked them. A lot! One of the other 'performers' gave a small knock on my booth.
"Your on next kid." I quickly put on the gloss, and liner. I let it dry.
I heard the tapping of another's heels. I put mine on when they anounced my name.
I heard people shout, and whistle when I walked over to the pole. My truely favortie thing to do.
I put my leg against it. Then pressed my body against it. I slid down, I mewed softly. The cash flowed in. I brought myself back up quickly. I turned putting my back to the pole, and put one hand on it. I put my other free hand on the first button. I undid it. I saw a few dollars be pushed onto the table. I then slid down inching it while taking another button off. More money was thrown till it was down to one button. I then undid it. I then climbed up the pole, and twirled my body around it. Lovely.
The song was over, I then collected the money, and my clothes. I walked back to my booth to change clothes.
I put on my garters and satin gloves. I put on a different gloss. Then put on a frilly skirt. It had two belts attached. I put on the tight shirt that was with it. I put on different heels. I grabbed my smokes and headed out to the bar. I saw an open seat by the back. I sat and lit my smoke. I sucked in then blew right back out. A man came, and sat across from me.
"Need company?" I shook my head.
"Not a talkitive one. Are you?" I shook my head again. His voice sounded so... Familiar. I looked over.
"Well are you ready to talk Sweetheart?" It was the soc, Bob Sheldon. I swallowed softly.
"Hey." I said softly. He smiled at my reaction.
"Want me to get you a drink?" I got up. Then walked to the bar area. He followed.
"So your gonna get it yourself?" I then asked the bartener, Monty V , for a drink. She handed me a nice cool tequilla.
I went, and sat where I was before. He kept following.
"So I've been watching your shows for a while." He trailed off.
"I'm not getting your attention am I?" I shook my head. I got up to leave. He grabbed my hand.
"Give me a lapdance. I'll pay you." I looked back at pulled out his wallet.
"See I got money." He fliped through the bills softly. I looked over at the curtains, to the private areas. I did need the money, and he had it.
I grabbed his hand, he followed once again. I heard moans, coming from other rooms. I then found a good room. I pushed him into the chair.
"How much do you want to start at?" He seemed tense.
"About twenty." I answered him.
I started to move, and sway my hips. He threw out more. I tool off the shirt, then threw it. I ran my hand down my chest.
More money came. I them pulled off the belts, then went the skirt. I then bent over for him. Then brought myself back up slowly. I then took off the garters. I stoped swaying, and dancing. It was over, I was done. I then put my clothes back on. Then collected my well earned cash. It was about sixty. My other pay was about one-twenty-one. The total was one hundred and eighty one. It would hold us off for paying up bills later on.
I walked into the house later than I expected I would. Soda then ran at me.
"Pony where were you?" He picked me up and twirled me around.
"I was giving a dance Soda." I told him. He looked in my eyes, and stroked back my hair.
"Promise me you won't ever dance that way again."
"Don't make promises you can't keep." I informed him.
He only stared.
But I did what I had too, to get good money. Because thats all that mattered.