You could hear sirens fading in the distance, heard the alcoholics smash bottles and cheer themselves on while they scull their last drink. When I first started this scared me but now it was a noise of comfort, I knocked loudly on the steel door waiting to start work. Sean the big macho security guard opened the door, he was a unit and with him around you're well and truly safe.
"Miss Cassidy" he winked at me licking his lips.
"Calm down Sean, it's Nina. I haven't started working" I shoved past him which was more than difficult.
"My apologies." He shut the door and moved so I could go to my room.
I sat down at my desk and unwrapped my make up and started to out my face on, I sat in the back of the dull, shitty room and focused on tonight. My fake lashes where far to big, my black wig placed perfectly, my tits pushed up to my chin and heels higher than my standards. Yes, I was a stripper and was I proud? No.
How did I get here? It was all a blur, I come from a rich, good family but I had the desire to be bad. I always relabelled I smoked, took drugs and slept around. I have that all up when I took a good hard look at myself one day and ever since then I've been getting of the right track. My family did kick me out for being not in their standards but I'm going to prove them wrong.
I took this job because it was easy money and I I needed to somehow pay for school, considering the crap I did I was pretty good at school, good grades and somehow managed a scholarship for nursing and was in my final year before I became a doctor. The strippers money was more than enough to pay for things I needed like my own house, car and the expensive taste I have.
And it all leads me to here, another night another dance and another bra stuffed with cash.
"Nina baby how are you?" Ugh the sleaziest man in the world had to be my boss, Max.
"Good about to go on so" I smiled and tried to divert him but failed.
"Nina babe! Slow down kitty cat, you're looking well tonight." He fondled with my bra strap, I smiled and walked away.
"I'll catch you after the show?" I just nodded and ran away.
I stood backstage warming up, some of us chatted and some where half pissed and falling over. My friend Bree couldn't walk in a line, she kept tumbling and nearly snapping her ankles in her stilettos.
"Bree! OMG!" I got to her before she face planted on a pole.
"I'm like so happy! Do you know Sean gives good goodies? Brownies! Ahh!" Her breath smelled like vodka infused with pot, I needed to hid her before Max found out.
"Come on Bree! Sean taxi!" I yelled across getting Max's attention.
"Bree I'm sick of this! Go home! Nina you'll have to do her private sessions seeing as you don't have any tonight" he winked at me and walked away counting the bundles of money in his hands.
I just nodded, I got Bree safely into a taxi and made my way to the private rooms. I cracked me neck and thought to myself
'just another night.'
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Hopeless Place (Zak Bagans Fan Fic)
FanfictionYou'll see my story as scum but it's how I got to where I needed to be. The stuff I've seen, the things I've done are unimaginable but it lead to me a man, a man that was like me had passion, determination, fight but didn't have it all, but maybe to...
