Zendaya Coleman:
I grabbed my bag and walked to the back with all the girls back there. I sat in my section of the backstage room and did my make up.
Yes, as you predicted I am stripping. It's not easy being a skinny stripper. But let me tell you since I've been stripping I've gotten thicker everyday.
I don't have any children. I don't even dream of having children. Not ever. I have a boyfriend.
He is just a irrelevant ass nigga. He ain't shit. He don't do nothing for me and he don't act like a man. Just like my mama said. If he don't act like a man that means his father wasn't in his life and he act like a grown ass bitch, like his mama.
I have a condo on the beach and drive a 2015 beach cruiser. I have this damn stripping job and wish I was out there being a model or some shit.
I changed into the lingerie and robe I had to wear. I put on my stilettos and finished up the last bit of my makeup and heard my name.
"Men prepared to have you little man awaken because Dancer is bringing a lil some thing to the stage. Give It up for dancer!" I heard clapping as let me hit that came on by august Alsina
The stage filled with smoke and I slowly walked on stage. I seductively got on my knees and crawled the rest of the way. I got the pole and did tricks spinning and flipping.
I dropped into a split and I saw the stage covered in hella cash. I looked in the crowd and the Dj came on again
"Dancer is looking for one lucky guy to come on stage and get a dance. Who wants to get one?" The Dj yelled and I saw one sexy nigga out the crowd. My black pointy nails pointed towards him.
He pointed to himself for confirmation. I nodded and hopped off stage and grabbed his tie. I pulled him by his tie and brought him to the stage and roughly pushed him on the throne as they call it.
I straddled his lap and whispered in his ear.
"Prepare for the best night of your life." I said in his ear.
I pushed my hands up his shirt and scratched down his abs.
I walked back to the pole and danced.
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I finished my dance and got off his lap. I grabbed his tip and whispered in his ear.
"Thanks." I said and he walked off stage while I went backstage.
I changed out the lingerie and grabbed my car keys. I already collected my money and put it in my duffle.
I walked out to the parking lot and the boy on stage came outside.
"Hey!" He said and I smiled as he approached me
"I'm Nathaniel." He said and held his hand out.
"Dancer." I said shaking his hand
"That was amazing. I've never had that type of dance." He said
"We'll i do my best." I said and he chuckled
"Can I have your number Ms. Dancer." He asked generously.
"Uhh. I'd have to think about that." I said and he smiled.
"What if I get on one knee?" He said getting on one knee.
I admired his out fit. A white shirt with a nice blazer. His sleeves were rolled up showing a nice amount of tattoes.
He had ripped jeans with some Jordan's. Don't forget that tie
"Well, Nathaniel you are just a sweetheart aren't you." He nodded.
"Okay. So how about next time you see me. You'll get those seven numbers." I said and he smiled
"I'll be on the look out." He said and I nodded getting in my car.
I pulled out and raced down the Chicago streets. Time to go face Gabriel.
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I'm changing my name to my real name.
How's the first chapter
-Chyna Mae aka. Bribabygotmoneii
