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First off let's say that I'm not a stripper because that was my first plan, because I had dreams too. My plan was to be a song writer but that dream was cut short by creepy men in the industry, and also because me being black and a woman makes it extremely harder. No one was willing to give me a chance unless I did a service for them, and I wasn't for it. Either that or them just being plain racist. When someone asks me how I make money I always tell them it's my secret. Knowing dam well I'm just shaking ass on a pole for a living, I'll get there someday but not right now. Right now I have to grind with what I have and do whatever to pay my bills and put food on the table. One day I will build my own table.
"Jewels, I need you on the stage" the manager Gregory states walking into the dressing room. "Ok, give me a minute"I say and he walks out. My minute is up and I get ready to go on the stage to dance, but before I go my friend Yasmin tells me something. "Make a good impression,I heard the owner is here tonight" She says this with a grin on her face as I walk into the back of the stage. I honestly couldn't care less if the owner was here, I just wanted to make my money. Anywho, I step onto the stage and I start to dance and the crowd is watching me and throwing their hard earned money. I never knew why people would do such a thing but they're putting money in my pocket so oh well . As I'm feeling the energy of the crowd and looking into the crowd, I feel a pair of eyes looking at me, and yes I know everyone is looking at me but I felt a certain vibe from these eyes. I look in the back to see a man dressed in all black with dark brown eyes. But if I'm being truthful here, he looks hot and imitating. —————————————————————————- ***************************——————————————————————————
I get off the stage from dancing and go back to the dressing room. "Who was the dude with the mean looking face? That nigga looks like he belongs in the matrix!" I say. "Errrmmm, Jewels." Yasmin says. "What" I say with a confused expression. She points in the back of me and then puts her index finger to her mouth indicating for me to shut up. I turn around to find the same man with the imitating face from earlier, and I get a better look of him. He's F.I.N.E. Buuut sadly he heard what I said about him and he didn't look very happy, but honestly I can't tell because like... just look at him yk? "Im guessing you're Jewels?" The man spoke "I am she" I say "You dance really good, but just because you are good does not mean you can't be replaced. So watch how you speak about me ma'am" He says "Excuse me? Who are you supposed to be exactly? The hulk?" I say with my arms crossed and one eyebrow raised. He chuckled a little "Funny, but clearly you don't know me- "I don't so if you'll excuse me, I have a lap dance to give." I cut him off and then walk away.
