Music blared, lights flashed.

Adam followed Mike passed the men crowding around, drinking and chatting. It looked like any regular strip joint to him, nothing special. Mike had a large grin on his face, tugging the Kid along with him, since earlier that day he was wondering just what this Doll was to Mike, to anyone really, but it seemed like he was the only one who didn't know. The insanity was killing him at this point, they reached the front of the room, as close as they could get to the stage. As the Kid went to ask Mike one more time what this was all about silence filled the air, followed by hundreds of cat calls.

A single spot light fell upon the end of the stage casting a shadow across the figure who stepped out, dressed in a skimpy school girl outfit paired with six inch strap up heels. Her chestnut hair fell in loose curls over her shoulders, pale skin sparkling in the light. Her face was like porcelain as she stepped forward, moving her hips seductively to the music. A voice rang through the place, announcing the final act of the night, the Doll. Adam's eyes widened, she was a stripper?...

The Doll was a stripper.

She took a seat on a chair waiting in the middle of the stage, lulling her head back, spreading her legs. The men whistled and yelled for her, but she looked as if she didn't even notice, her body moving in a fluid motion as she rode that chair like it was her man. She stood, walking to the stage end as she gripped the side of her skirt, unclasping it and tossing it in to the audience, hitting Adam right in the face. As he tugged it away she gave him a coy smile, shaking her rear at him. Mike nudged his shoulder, the Kid sticking a dollar bill in to her panties. She winked and continued around, for every dollar she got she unbuttoned her shirt a little more until that came off too, leaving her in a pair of leather panties and bra. Black stocking crawled up her legs along with many hands of them men wishing they could take her home, but she had her eyes set on something a little more appealing.

"She's a stripper?" Adam finally managed to get out, his throat feeling dry.
Mike laughed, "I told you I couldn't explain!"
"A stripper!?" He repeated.
"Gotta love 'er, right?"

Before Adam could answer he was thrust back in to a chair, the Doll's body suddenly over him. She looked down at him like he was dinner, running her lips over his neck ever so lightly. A shiver ran down his spine as he grasped for her hips. She grinded and moved with such precision he wasn't sure if he could hold off from this sweet torture. She winked before being lifted off him, Mike holding her there, a jealous glint in his eyes. She gave him a confused look, causing him to let go immediately.

"Somethin' wrong Mikey..?"
He shook his head, turning to head out for some fresh air, had he really done that?

She leaned over the stage, shaking her rear once more only to be spanked repeatedly. She couldn't just run after Mike and see what was wrong, her boss would kill her. The act lasted what felt like forever before the Doll could escape the male clutches. She hurried off back stage to she clean herself up and get changed, wanting to hurry over to Xquisite before the show even started so she could talk to Mike about what happened. He had left in such a rush, she wasn't even sure if she'd fine him there...

Mike was heading for another local bar hangout, ready to do a bit of advertising for himself and the guys at Xquisite. Adam followed quickly, but Mike could tell he was reluctant. He tried to ignore how jealous he felt, telling some of the ladies he found to join him tonight, that they wouldn't be sorry... the usual he spat out to get the women to come, keep the money rolling in. He wanted to put that moment of misjudgment behind him, he'd never done something like that before and frankly he was a little embarrassed for it.

"That was freakin' awesome!" The Kid shouted over the pounding music.
"Yeah, the Doll attracts a crowd..." He agreed.
He then noticed the flyers, "hold on man, you're a stripper too?"
He was glad that conversation had been averted and nodded, smirking wide, "brings in the cash that's for sure... why don't you come along?"
"What, me..?"
"Ain't asking anyone else..."

Shaye stuck her hands in the pockets of her hooded sweater, sneaking out the back entrance as she usually did and headed to Xquisite. Dallas went through his 'lawbreakers' bit and she smiled a little. As much as she didn't like him, he was still a very handsome man, and a crowd pleasure, and he was very good at what he did. The show went as it usually did, different acts coming up, the group act and everything, but something was different tonight. As she made her way closer to the stage she couldn't help but notice the unfamiliar body amongst them. Later on in the show, the Kid showed up on the stage, looking awkward as ever, reminding her a lot of herself the first time she went up on stage...

"Just move to the music, and take off your clothes!" One of the other girls said, pushing a then 17 year old Shaye up on to the stage. She gasped, the lights so bright she could barely see anything as she stepped forward, dressed in a pair of ripped jeans, dirty t-shirt and sweater. She'd had to lie about her age, using a fake ID so she could get up on that stage, but at the time she hadn't been thinking and she really needed the money.

Slowly she moved forward a little more, she could hear male voices cat calling and whistling at her. She rubbed her arm a little nervous but soon, she could hear the other girls cheering her on. Shaye took a deep breath, closed her eyes and began to tug off her clothes. She swayed her hips, raising her arms above her head, lost in the sensation of fingers lightly brushing against her, shoving ones in to her tighty whities. By the nights end she had enough for dinner, a hotel for the night, and some new clothes. It was like a dream come true.

After the show ended that night, she walked the streets alone, passing by a brightly lit building she found herself intrueged by. As she entered, once again using her ID she found herself in a male strip joint. A blush came to her face, watching these men shaking their junk for ones. Something she had just previously been doing. A pair of eyes caught hers, one Magic Mike, making his way over to her. He lifted her by the waist, causing her to scream a little as she was carried over to the stage, danced upon and put back. A glimmer rose in her chest when the same man found her after the show, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. She shivered in to his side.

"Hey lil girl..."
"It's Shaye.."
"What's a pretty lil think like you walking the streets alone at night for?"
She swallowed hard, "ran away."
"Need a place?"
"My parents said I shouldn't go home with a stranger," she began, "but they weren't exactly the best people to take advice from."
"Names Mike." He offered her his hand.
She gladly took it, "a pleasure to meet you, Mike."

Shaye shook the thought away, rushing back stage as Dallas made his final appearance on stage. The guys whistled, seeing her in her short shorts and high heels. She made a face, looking from one to the other for Mike.

"Where's Mikey..?"
"Dunno baby, he just went round there.." Richie shrugged, the others nodding.
She sighed.
"What's the matter?"
"I'm not really sure."

Her heart pounded in her chest, a weak feeling washing over her body. Past memories flashed before her minds eye, causing her to sweat. Her knees shook as she collapsed back, blackness clouding her vision. Music continued, lights flashed once, people yelled and suddenly she was in a pair of strong arms. A forced smile crossed her lips as she struggled to see who caught her, only to have Dallas' face come in to view before finally the darkness took hold and she was out cold.

A/N; Had barely any time to go through and correct the mistakes in this one... I scanned it a few times but there's probably still a lot of issues. Either way I hope you enjoy part four... sorry it took so long; had to type it out at my moms... :'( Thank you for all the incredible reviews I've been getting. I'm really glad you're all enjoying this story, and again I'm so sorry its not that good.. ;-;