Best way to describe the story, it's a classic love story from my collection, not intense, less violent, but more emotional and....subtle. The interesting story of Hennessy; her stage name as an exotic dancer. Henrietta, a 24 year old young lady tha...
So far the night is going well, and in my entire years of living I have never seen so much money. Each of us getting 5 minutes to free style, and for the first time I actually enjoyed dancing. No, I think "enjoy" is the wrong term, but with the amount of money I saw, it definitely makes the job a lot easier. Shaking my ass in front of thousands suddenly doesn't feel so bad. Like it's finally worth it. Rushing back to the dressing room, the girls screaming in excitement, "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!" The one I know as Tasha screams excitedly, "bitch!! I'm a million dollar bitch!" One yells making us all laugh. "Hennessy! Trina! Vera! We need you in these" Patra says handing us the outfits, "I thought I don't do private dances" I say frowning, "the boss requested you, it's not private it's just at the VIP! Bringing the bottles then 30 minutes of dancing" she says. Sighing, I took the outfit from her.
Quickly slipping into the one piece, very similar to the first. However this one actually covered my nipples, but also a thong with gold chains. I have established that if we could walk around naked, they would make us.
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"The less garment, the better" Patra always emphasized. Majority of my lingerie was considered 'granny' underwear. Finally getting out, I'm handed the two bottles of Don Julio, lighting it up, I hold it high in the air. Following the girl in front of me as we modelled to the VIP area, the men going crazy at the sight of us. Reaching the VIP, the men's eyes filled with lust, seeing the large bags of money. I guess coming here wasn't such a bad idea after all. Making our way to the poles as it literally rained bills, my eyes make contact with the guy seated on the couch. Nonchalant, taking a sip of his whiskey, FUCK ME! I know it's not him. Dressed in suit pants, his hard chest on full display as the turtle neck outlines his muscles, his sleeves rolled up, his eyes look so much better in the dark. If I didn't know any better and that he is such a dickhead I probably would say he's sexy without even trying. His eyes making contact with mine making me quickly look away, please don't recognize me looord. Feeling his stare on the corner of my eye, trying my best to look everywhere but towards his direction. Fuck me, I know he's not getting up, feeling him closer and closer , looking his way, having no choice but to acknowledge his presence with a smile. A smirk playing on his face as he casually danced. Holding the large stacks of money, throwing the bills just at my feet, raising my brow at him, an uncontrollable smirk makes its way to my face. Smiling, his straight teeth now on full display, his smile reaching his eyes, but the smile had some mischief to it. Moving my body to the music as he threw the bills at my feet, that standing out more than anything. It's as if he's avoiding throwing them directly at me, but rather at my feet. I'm at his mercy and he just made me feel comfortable, danced and teasingly laughed at me. More and more and more and more and more money was thrown at my feet. Finally after 45 minutes we could leave, I can't complain, after all that money, coming this side was the best thing. About to walk off, he gently wraps his hand around my wrist, gently pulling me closer, leaning against me. His cologne filling my nostrils, feeling his breath against my neck, "I think we can call it truce now, I did more than pay for the car" he whispers against my ear, feeling my cheeks heating up; raising my brow at him before walking off with the girls......
The night was long, and I could safely say I'm exhausted. Given the duffle bag of money, as excited as I am, I am definitely too tired to count it.
~Ricardo Looking down the video, "she's really changed, and glowed up" the man says in lust as the video of Hennessy dancing on stage played on their screen. "Nah, she ain't change one bit, she's just become a seasoned slut, and I'm going to get my kid back" Ricardo spits.
