Rebel's Solitude (Paused)

#2 Xani

Multi coloured lights flashed from the ceiling, the smell of alcohol, sweat and cologne lingers in the air. Bass from speaker sends vibration in waves from to every direction and cover of the building. Stressed, pressured, happy and perverted men and women in the crowd stares and allows the new girl to put them in a trance. Caribbean music was never played in club Exoticá before and only the old best got the front pole, never the new.

Even the workers of the building stopped to watch, those getting lap dances lean sideways to see, bottle girls were asked to wait and the boss, he was angry. Angry with himself for allowing his goddaughter to go enjoy herself like this and all he could do was offer her a ski mask to hide her face and makeup to cover a few areas like her birthmark.

He had many regulars in house tonight and he couldn't allow Xani to do this without security. He laughed as he watch the thirsty crowd but also angry because his own dancers couldn't catch this much attention or was it because of the music and a new body on stage. Exoticá wasn't his actual place, he manages it for someone in a position higher than him but if he comes to know of it, he'll be pissed.

Xani danced to 'Senorita' by two Caribbean artists. Like a million dollar performance that had cash raining down on her, the theatre was where she belongs. Her body with little to no clothing, striped in yellow glitter and the swell of her breast too perky for a woman who went through child's birth and got sucked.

Her natural hips and round backside, had stretched marks that were glitter decorated and she was proud. She had got to perform two songs and she work like she was about to be greatly awarded.

The celebrities in the crowd loves her; ballers wanting her for themselves, married men needing a taste, players wishing to smash and a group having a bachelorette party.

She needed a breather and the rolled blunts below the pole was where she let it. Lighting it while she's upside down, she drops the lighter and inhale deeply, feeling the strong weed in the back of her throat before letting it through her nostrils. Her stress evaporates like the smoke and she wishes it was that simple.

Moving like a snake on the pole while smoking at the same time, she quickly did what they least expected her to do and that was a flexible back flip and landed perfectly on her bare feet. Inhaling more smoke; she starts twerking, going lower and making her ass cheeks clap when she is slowly standing. Ending her performance without the blunt, she went crazy and so did the money that the girls had to sweep off the stage.

Constantine had the girls bring up all the cash that his goddaughter made and gave them tips for doing a perfect job. He kept a close eye on her while he counts the money, seeing as she offers lap dances to a few of his regulars but his concern grew and so did his anger. His workers were slacking or his little girl was too good. Shaking his head at the amount of just twenty thousand, two hundred and fifty dollars in all. No stripper or dancer in his club as ever made that amount in one night and his anger grew more. He got her cash bagged with extra and a few gifts he took out of his personal office safe.

They all wanted a taste or touch of when she gave men and women a lap dance. The dancers got jealous when she went on the floor and took their shine. No one was interested in the pole dancers and she made many men have visible erections that she wasn't afraid to tease.

Pop Smoke's 'Dior' played and she made it known that she could dance to anything. Money fills her bra straps, panty, her hands and few sticks to her body.

She was even more happy when she made her way up to the VIP section after telling one of the security to bring her money to Constantine. The actors, ballers, artists and other celebrities, old and young got a dance. She allowed few to touch her and it was the men who let more than fifty rain on her. She was greedy and she didn't care, her eyes were on the money like a drug addict desperate for crack cocaine.