Unprofessional

Chapter two

Gelma starred at herself through the huge mirror. She was in the dressing room getting ready for the night. In there were great female bodies trying different lingeries, applying make up and checking themselves out. She saw her reflection and thought this was definitely not her. Where was good Gelma? Over the fence she guessed. Tonight was going to change her personality, who she was and she didn't want that but she had no other option. She scanned the rose pink lingerie on her fair skin. Her curves made her look even more alluring. Kiki couldn't help but ogle at her.
"You were made for perfection sweetheart". She complimented her and Gelma blushed.
"Those men wouldn't be able to resist your glow". She added,"You make me feel jealous babe".
"Please Kiki no one would look as sexy as you". Gelma told her.
"Ohh please". She giggled and said, "Gotta go babe duty calls".
My turn was around the corner so she went on to apply her makeup.
The club was buzzy and busty with clients. She peeped and saw lots of men sorted and starring at the stage as though they were in a daze. Some were already receiving lap dance. She imagined herself as one of those girls and cringed a little. She prayed she would survive the night because everything was so intense and she was beginning to have second thoughts about this decision of hers. She wasn't going to chicken out, not today not ever so she readied herself , took a couple of deep breaths and stepped into the room as the show goddess she was. She was surprised by her sudden boldness and confidence. Strange feeling she thought, a normal person would be quivering and scared with what they were about to do but since Gelma was far from being normal, she felt the exact opposite. She mounted the stage. She had no idea what she was to do, she had never practiced pole dancing. Geeze no one told her she was going to be doing it one day. She grabbed the pole and did God knows what with it. It couldn't be described terrible but it was seemingly horrible. Close to catastrophic rather. Her curves and great body covered for her.
A certain man sat at the far end of the room, watching intently at the newbie. Though it was dark from his angle, he could see her perfectly well as though she was so near to him. He could pin point every detail on her body and somehow he felt thrilled. Not the usual thrill his arousal brought about by seeing the girls do their thing but a different kind. He smirked at her attempts to catch attention. He curiously watched so he could see her taking off her undies so he could admire beyond his eyes could see. He watched her walk forth. He saw her stoop before a certain man and for some reason he got angry. He motioned for one of his men to come near. He sipped of his drink with clenched teeth watching her do for him a lap dance. He was sure of shattering the glass to shards.
"Nathan...easy". His friend warned watching him.
Nathan closed his eyes in order to control his fury. He too was surprised at his reaction. No one could evoke such an unreasonable rage off him except 'her'. He clenched his fists.
"I want her. Not just a private dance Elisha. Now". Nathan ordered one of his men.
"Nathan what is this all about?You know that human?" Romeo asked concerned about his friend.
"No". Came his curt answer still coated with rage.
"You can't be with her if you're not yet calm". Romeo went on.
"I will be fine". He replied and then stood up ready to leave so he could go to his secluded room. He had his own space in the building. Perks of being best friends with a pub owners. Oxygn was Romeo's and it was the best pub in town. He made his way to the room knowing well the girl was going to join him later. He felt uneasy and out of control. He grabbed for himself a glass of whiskey and a cigar for himself, while waiting for the dark hair blue eye girl to arrive.