Stripper dressing room
I was kicking it with my bitches (Cinnamon and Diamond) while we was counting our money from our last show.
Cinnamon-"50, 100, 150, 200...
Me-" damn girl, what u do to make that much money? Don't tell me you..."
Cinnamon-"NO FOOL! Ion do that no more"
Diamond-" then how u get that much?"
Cinnamon-" don't u know to get closer to the old rich guys before u start?"
Diamond-" oh...damn, I could have been making stacks"
We heard a knock at the door
Me-"come in!"
It was our manager Paul
Paul-" show starts in 5 ladies, oh and Ginger you are working on the pole tonight "
Me-" ok" (my stripper name is Ginger)
We started putting on our thongs and nipple tassels and all that stuff
We lined up outside the door and waited for each of our names to be called
Paul spoke into the mic and called my name, then Cinnamon's, then Diamond's
We all ran to the poles closest to the rich guys
We all did our thang and picked up our boatload of money
We went backstage and put our robes on
After, we counted all our money but I was really tired, so I went home
I don't live in a mansion or anything but it's not a small house. It's 2 stories with 3 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms. This is all I can afford right now
I also have a pit bull and he is trained to protect my house
I gave Zeus some food and water and went upstairs to change my clothes
I noticed my brother's picture on my dresser and out of nowhere started crying
I was sad, and I know I haven't done this in a while.
I picked up the blade and started slitting my wrists
I cried myself to sleep that night...

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