Blood Range (lesbian love story)

I wrote this story last year but never completed it! I hope you guys like it. If you do and have any ideas on what should happen next that might help the series continue so if you comment and have idea then tell me about it. I'm always open to new ideas

Blood Range

[Kansas City]

My name is Lorrie Gulch and I'm fifteen, my life was great until my dad got hung for killing eleven people and then my mom died of cancer and my grandma was supposed to take care of me, but she couldn’t even take care of herself so she was put in a home and I live on my own.

For fourteen years I've lived by myself and I don’t have a girlfriend, I'm a lesbian, but I have dated and they never worked out and I've even dated lesbian vampires... they exist here, and I had no luck yet. I'll find me Mrs. Right I know I will, but sometimes I'd wish they find me.

"I hate this job." I groaned.

"Quit, stripping will help you get better pay trust me," Don said with a smirk.

"I-I couldn't."

"You have the perfect body for it and it's a great way to hook up if they're interested in more than just a lap dance or a drink."

"Believe me. I have thought about it."

"Well its eight o'clock and dark, apply for the job."

"Okay. Goodbye, Don."

"Good luck."

I couldn't' believe I was going to do this, but I needed real good cash and minimum wage just wasn't going to cut it. So now I was going to strip at a gay bar called club Vampy, which means girl and girl vampires, so no guys or vampire guys can enter.

"I can do this." I knocked on the door.

A blond headed girl with a ponytail, wearing distressed jeans and a gray shirt, opened the door.

She looked me up and down. "Hmmm... you lookin' for a job?" She asked.

"Yes I am."

"I'm sure Jess and the others will find you to there liking, but I would love and prefer Kyron. She loves the Emo girl thing."

"Well I don't cut myself... and I'm not really sad."

"Everyone knows that just because your Emo does not mean you’re depressed... now enough small talk I need to get you in uniform. The Hexes Harps will be here any minute."

I followed her into the back, heading toward the dressing room... slut city here I come! The Hexes Harps are five hot lesbian vampires who are very powerful and single, but I don't think I would have a chance with one of them.

I changed into revealing dark blue sparkly lingerie with high heels that were too high. I thought I would trip and fall on my face any moment now and even worse I wore make up, I like to wear eye liner and eye shadow, but the blush for my cheeks and the red lipstick was too much.

"Wow! You look adorable," She cooed "What's your name?"

"Lorrie."

"Oh, silly me I'm Taffy and your stage name is precious, got it?"

"Yeah."

10 minutes later....

"And now introducing one of our new workers, Precious, Taffy announced, putting the spot light on me.

"Shake something," A girl at the third table yelled.

"Raina, cool it," Taffy hissed.

I was so nervous, but I wanted more pay so I danced and twirled myself around the pole getting into the music as I swayed my hips and the attention turned toward the door for The Hexes Harps, as all ten eyes set on me.