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Serena

The lights were blinding me, I couldn't see past the first couple of men. Well dressed as they were in their Armani suits, they just didn't grab my attention. I was being watched, commented on and judged by the pretentious rich douches that cheated, and ruined other peoples lives. They preyed on a girl's innocence and they craved the satisfaction of claiming it.

Pushing those thoughts aside, no matter how true they were, I concentrated on my routine. Reaching up, grabbing the metal pole between my legs, I arched my back, gaining a couple of gasps and groans in the audience and stealing a wink or two. A smirk landed on my lips and it wouldn't go away, even if I tried to wipe it off. For the first time in a long time I felt utter confidence, the cheap lingerie I was wearing just boosted it even more. 

It was red: my signature colour with a black garter belt... it was most defiantly cheap but looked sexy as hell in the red-orange lighting. 

The feeling was addictive.

 The soft music in the background, which just made the whole experience even sexier, was a song I recognised well as I used to sway my hips along to it, dancing, carefree when I was younger. ( video attached at the top )
I fell into splits so elegantly, pushing my ass in front of one of my judges and bouncing up and down. I looked fantastic. 

The song ended and I rose up off the floor, displaying my ass again. I just could help my eye roll as the man in front of me catcalled me and tried to get up and pinch my ass but before he could I strutted away, with confidence I might add, and as I turned the corner I winked at my crowd that was whistling, applauding and shouting for me.

 FOR ME.

 I couldn't believe it. Never have I once felt so confident and desired even if it was by arrogant men.

Entering backstage, all I could see was elegant, beautiful no sexy-ass women in expensive, delicate lingeries. My sudden feeling of confidence fell, left my body as just a fleeting glimpse so happiness. Then one of them made their way over to me, she was a red-head with a purple lingerie set, which barely covered anything as her nipples were the only part of her tits covered. Her eyes were bright green and red lipstick coated her plump lips.

" hi babes, I'm Adora. What about you?"
Adora's voice was as soft as red velvet, and once she had finished speaking, her lips curved up into the most devious smile. Such a sly fox if I had to compare her to anything.

" hey.. Ssserena. Let me just tell u how stunning you are"
I couldn't help but stutter, her presence was strong and dominating. My hair slipped in front of my face and before I could tuck it behind my ear, Adora's soft small hand did.
I didn't know what to say, her whole aura Was just so calming, like I've know her for years.
" no... your so beautiful girl" she spoke again, slicing through the silence of the two of us. Scanning my face delicately, I could help the small blush that coated my whole body. 
" I don't believe that but thank you anyway" I said.
" well I just wanted to introduce myself to you as I absolutely adored your dance darling! I can't believe this is your first time here" She winked at me again only adding to my crimson red blush. 

" well again thanks but yes my first ever dance, I was so nervous to be honest but I think I did alright"
" oh shut up....., you were absolutely fabulous and I'm sure you have got the job"
" aww thank you, I hope so." I smiled shyly
With that she walked away. Turning her back, all I could see was her nicely framed ass swaying side to side as she walked.

All of a sudden, a strong pair arms grabbed my shoulders and I rapidly turned around shocked. I couldn't see what he looked like because of the dim lighting but I could tell he was super strong and very tall.

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