1) Jehari

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I sat in front of the vanity as I applied my makeup. I was tired from rehearsing for my auditions, but money had to be made.

I'm sorry, let me formally introduce myself.

My name is Jehari Noelle Wilson. I'm a twenty year old, chocolate skin, five foot three woman. I aspire to be a professional ballet dancer. I've loved ballet since my mom took me to see the Alvin Ailey Dance Theater when I was four.

"Chocolate, you go on in five." I nodded at Lena who was the club manager.

Fixing my hair, I stood up and examined my outfit. The black leather bra made my size 32 B breasts sit perfectly. I fixed the matching mini skirt and slipped on my black pumps.

"You on Chocolate." Lena yelled from behind the curtain.

I walked past a few girls and they started insulting me.

"She think she cute."

"That bitch ain't pretty."

"Ol ugly dark skin bitch."

I put my head down and walked out of the dressing room. I qued DJ Sweets and she started Songs on 12 Play.

Slowly stepping on the stage, I grinded my body as men threw money and called out to me.

My body moved seductively as the music flowed through the speakers. I let the beat and lyrics take over every inch of me as I tried to block out the men.

"Damn ma!"

"Aye, you tryna come home with me?"

"Mmm, I love me some Chocolate!"

I danced through another song before finally stepping off of the stage. I was tired, but work was far from over.

As I walked to the bar, someone grabbed my wrist. I turned to see a middle age white man.

"Can I have a lap dance?"

I nodded and moved in front of him. Swaying my hips, I saw him reach to touch me. I gently slapped his hands.

"No touching sweetie." I spoke into his ear.

I continued to dance for him as Trey Songz Slow Motion played throughout the club. Once the song ended, the man paid me.

"Thanks sweetheart."

I gave him a smile and made my way to the bar. The bartender smiled at me and put up his finger. Walking over to me, he gave me a hug.

"Hey boo!" JoJo said in his high pitched voice.

"Hey JoJo. How you doin?"

"Good. How Miss Rosie doin?"

"She's okay." I sighed.

"You know you can do better than this place right?" JoJo touched my shoulder.

"Yeah, but Mama medical bills are piling up."

"I understand baby girl."

I asked JoJo the time and he told me it was four in the morning. I went back to the dressing room and changed into a pair of gray sweat pants and a white tee. Slipping on my white Nike's, I pulled my hair into a bun.

I got looks from the other girls, but ignored it. Walking out, the club lights and the music was off indicating that Club Seduction was now closed.

I went outside and over to my car as guys called out to me. Ignoring them, I got in my car and left.

I arrived at my apartment twenty minutes later. Going inside, I dropped my bag on the couch and went to the kitchen. I got a bottle of water and went to get my bag.

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