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Chapter 16
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Patrons started coming in. I was on the floor giving lap dances. I haven't seen Zayn since our moment in the dressing room. All I could think about was his lips. I know I shouldn't but I do. My mind was elsewhere as I mindlessly danced for men and some women for money. I had a drink to loosen myself up. I made sure I got it myself so there wouldn't be a repeat of yesterday. When alcohol is in my veins I just feel free. I looked around watching the other girls. Suddenly I wondered how the atmosphere was on the guy side of Queue. I snuck to the other side through the dressing room.
There were a lot more women on this side. All the guys had nice builds and rock hard abs. They were oiled up looking absolutely delicious. My eyes scanned the room until my eyes landed on Niall. He was entertaining a group if women who looked like they were having the time of their lives.
Once Niall was done he headed towards the dressing room with his money. He walked up to me. "Hey Sydney or should I say Aussie.
"Hey Niall I said following Niall into the dressing room. He sat down at his station and counted his money.
"How was your first night? I meant to ask you earlier." He said.
"It was okay I just hope today is better." I responded.
"Good. You are starting to get a buzz. I've heard people saying good things about your main stage performance."
I think my main stage performance was ok. But compared to the other girls my performance was weak. The more I watched the other girls I realized what I was missing. Sex appeal. I was cute but not sexy. I needed men to find me irresistible.
I was called over for a dance, it was time for me to show off what I've learned. There was a guy alone. He looked kind of creepy but I pushed all those thoughts aside because I needed to make my money. I grinded on the man lap, looking back at him through my thick eyelashes. I flipped my hair around and rolling my body. The man started stuffing money in my bra. I moved up close to the man’s ear.
"Unless you want me to stop you need to put out more cash." I whispered.
"The only money I have let is for my kid." He said.
"It was nice dancing for you." I said walking away.
"Wa.wa. wait one more song." He said pulling out the last of his money out of his pocket.
The next song that came on is "Pony" by Ginuwine. I personally dance to this song when I'm alone in my room. It’s such a seductive song. The man’s eyes lit up. I slowly started dancing with the beat of the music. Other guys started coming around me. When made me put on more of a show. I dropped into a split and started twerking on the floor. The money was flying on me. I showed some of the other men attention.
"This is supposed to be my dance." The man said.
I ignored the man’s pleas and kept dancing. The song continued until I heard a loud crash. I turned to where the noise came from. It was the creepy looking man. He had a cracked bear bottle in his hand and he was now waving it at people. The music suddenly stops.
"Bitch I gave you my last dime I'm going to get my dance." He said angrily.
"Dude chill out." One guy said behind me.
"No!" The guy yelled walking towards me.
One of the guys threw himself to the guy trying to attack me. They started wrestling and the broken bottle was taken out of the man's hand. He was escorted out by security.
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Fanfiction"Do you need a job?" "Desperately!" "Do you wanna work here." "So what's the job, bartender?" "Do you know how to strip" There is always Greed behind temptation There is always lust behind love There is always money on your mind