"Eva, you're on in two minutes!" My manager called into the dressing room.
After finishing my super dark smokey eye and adding in a few more pairs of fake lashes, I went to wardrobe.
My stylist had picked out a silver and black corset looking outfit, with a pair of tall boots, about 6 inches taller than my height. Might I add those are very short for this industry.
"Did you see the hot guy in the front row?" One of the girls I work with snickered to her friend.
I rolled my eyes. The guys here are either old men, finding a way to get away from their wives and kids, or young guys, finally old enough to go here.
"Alright, you're up." My manager Chris directed me behind the curtain. "Just remember, the more of a show you put on, the more money you'll rack in."me winked before talking to another girl.
I nodded, and made sure my cleavage was enough to suppress the men in the audience.
My name echoed through the speakers.
"Here's Eva." The speakers boomed.
The curtains flew open, and the pole was now in my sight.
I walked to the long metal pole, making a big spin when my hands got in contact with it.
Cheers roared through the strip club, money flew through the air, and the people close enough to me, shoved money down my costume.
One hand caught me by surprise by gripping my wrist and placing a hundred dollar bill in it. I looked to see the man, he was one of the younger few, but no younger than twenty three.
I took the hundred as a hint to give him a bigger show. I got back on the pole and swung upside down, staring at him through the crowd seductively.
He bit his lip slightly and adjusted his sitting position, then started smirking at me.
I climbed the the top of the pole, then slid down, while upside down, doings the splits in mid air. There was screaming from around the club. When I reached the bottom of the pole, I did a few moves around it before my time was up.
I heard yelling and cheering as I made my way back behind the curtain.
"You did amazing hun." Chris smiled, then handed me my rob to change into.
"Thanks." I smiled while taking a sip of my water bottle.
"Girl, you worked that pole like no other." My friend Kendall winked at me.
"Oh please, I'm sure you can do better than me." I rolled my eyes while laughing.
"How much in tips did you get in that 5 minute pole dance?" She glanced at me.
I smiled to myself remembering the hundred dollar bill. I pulled all the money from my costume and counted it.
"Hundred and twenty seven." I smiled up at her.
"What?! How is that possible?" She yelled.
"Well this guy." I bit my lip remembering his chiseled face. "He gave me the hundred dollar tip."
"That is no fair!" Kendall pouted like a little girl.
"Oh please, your time will come. You're hot as fuck." I snickered at her.
"Ha. Yeah right." She laughed and walked away.
"All the girls who are done working are invited to the bar in about ten minutes." Chris approached me as I took off my lashes and put my old clothes back on, a short tight black dress. "I'd like it if you joined us." He smiled.
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FanfictionEva is a young stripper living in LA in hopes for a better life, but her dreams are shattered when money becomes a problem. Harry is a business man with a large home, and plenty of money to go around. Harry is more than willing to help her out but i...