In love with a stripper

Where I wanna be

Elsewhere Chanel was to upset to go home. She rode around to other clubs looking for a potential new job. Since it was a weekday many were free so she went to the best ones.
First was club Chics. This club was real street. The girls had all kind of different color hair, gold teeth, scars and all. Guys were feeling up the girls. They were doing everything just shy of sex. The dollhouse was not the most uppity club but it has higher standards than this.
Still she spoke with a manager. He took her to his office and had her strip. She was down to her heels and Mike walked around. He pat her ass and squeezed her breast.

Mike; I like what I see, but I get plenty of "chics" looking to work here. What can you do for me above what the rest of my "applicants" are willing to do?

Chanel; something like what? Go get my license?

Mike laughed and whipped out his lil Willie; blow it and you got the job. Bend that fine ass over and lemme hit it and you can start tonight.

All Chanel could think was that C-note would never tolerate that even from the boss. She quickly dressed and fled the club.

Next stop was Gems night club. It was an upscale gentleman's club. Security was rude and made her pay. Even had a lady guard pat her down and rummage through her purse. The dancers were multi racial and nearly flawless. She could really see herself working here. Chanel figured it was the price of the upscale life.
A bartender called a manager for her. He escorted her to an office. His name was Jack.
Jack; ok you want to work here right? Can I see your license to dance in this city?
Chanel; oh. I didn't bring it. I was just out...
Jack; whoa that's like interviewing and not bringing a resume. Where else have you worked?
Chanel; I dance at doll house.
Jack; that 2nd rate dump. Lol. This is the big league's honey. You gotta bring it here. Lemme see what you got and how long before the braces come off? We don't do braces, gold or any visible dental work.
Chanel begins to undress; uh another few months.
Jack; whoa. Save that for the customers. I wanna see you dance. Chanel danced seductively avoiding eye contact.
Jack; you need to maintain eye contact and dance like you really want to seduce me.
Chanel tried but Jack was short and unattractive. Eye contact wasn't easy and it made it hard to dance like she want him when she really didn't.
Jack; I've seen enough. Come back after the braces come off and you get some dance training or something.
C-note loved her dances and her braces. He loved her flaws and all. She in that moment realized he loved her though it had yet to be said. Chanel fled with a smile on her face. She rushed to his place but he was gone

*still at Ciara's place from last chapter*

First thing in a.m. Chanel flew to Chad place. She was ready to work on really starting a relationship with him. The main door was unlocked. She lightly knocked on his but remembered he'd given her an emergency key. Anxious Chanel quickly opened the door.

Chanel; hey Chad! I'm sorry I know we weren't...

Chad and Ciara woke up both practically nude and in bed together.

Ciara; wait this isn't what it looks like.
Chanel; it look like y'all naked. Damn Chad was you fucking every bitch in the club?

Chanel stormed out. She left the door open to his room. He couldn't move still waking up and processing what happened. Ciara was poked by Chad morning wood.

Ciara; wow! I felt you spooning me all night. I can take care of that if you want.
Chad; really Ciara!?
Ciara fondled his staff and moved in place to suck it; yes watch.
Chad; no I mean this isn't the time. If I can get my pants on I may be able to catch... (Tires Screeech)...her.

At this point stopping Ciara seemed redundant. He let her continue as he contemplated. Just as he decided his next move he erupted in her mouth.