Behind Closed Doors

Chapter 8

~Picture of Moriah above

Kyla

"What the fuck is that?" I asked one of the dancers as I looked at one of the men walking into the club. He was so ugly!

I hated working here but it was quick easy money and at the stage I'm in with my life it was the only job I could think of that I knew would get me where I was suppose to be "quickly".

I walked over to the corner where this guy was at. He was handsome and was throwing money at one of the strippers that was dancing for him.

She looked up at me and gave a slight smile as she picked up the money the guy had thrown at her. I chuckled as she gave me a mug while walking past me. I hate hoes that make it seem like they better than the next bitch. We all work the same fucking job. The only difference is we all doing it for different reasons.

As she walked away I motioned closer to the guy as he sat back in his seat. He looked at me as I kneeled down in front of him. "You want another dance or you ran out of money?" I asked while playing with my hair. He smirked at me and pulled out a wad of money taking the rubber band off it. "I got money for days, the only question is can you work that ass as well as you work that smart ass mouth". I stood up and sat on his lap as the song bounce it biggity came on. I grinded on him while sitting on his lap. He put his hands around my hips as I arched my back beginning to move my ass faster as the song got faster.

I stood up and begin shaking my ass after hitting a split in front of him. I bounced my ass to the beat as I felt the money that he was throwing at me as he sat up in his seat to get a better look.

The DJ changed the song and I started twerking harder as I made my ass go in a circle. He smacked me on my butt as I continued dancing.

After the song was over I picked up the money he had thrown and turned to walk away before he grabbed my arm.

"Oh so you just gone up and leave after you done got what you wanted?, join me at my place and there's more money where that came from." He said. "Nigga this a job not a fucking corner where we sell pussy!" I said while mugging him. He laughed making me get madder cause I felt like he was trying me on that hoe shit. "Look Mah, ian say you was on the corner. That came out wrong I'm sorry. But you all bout your money and I see that. Why you doing this?" He asked. I gave him a look before walking off.

I hated the niggas that come in here trying to spit game. I wasn't trying to get corrupted with all that. I just wanted my money so I could get where I needed to be in life. Plus he was trying to get with me by using my job as a reason to say yes. I'm not easy, and he was better off trying that shit with one of the other girls.

After giving a few people a dance I walked to the back of the club going into the dressing room where all the other girls were talking and laughing. I went to my locker and opened it pulling out my phone. I unlocked it and seen where Sean and Nene had text me.

I text them back and begin changing out of my dance clothes.

"Mhhmm" turning around I heard my boss clearing his throat and all the other girls quieted down as he walked inside the room closing the door behind him. He had a girl standing next to him that looked to be in her early 20's but she could go for younger. She played with her hands while looking down at her feet as the other girls just started at her and gave her looks. She wasn't ugly. To me she kind of looked out of place.

"Peaches!" He yelled taking me out of my thoughts. "What D-Lo?" I answered. Walking over to me he whispered for me to come to his office. I nodded and followed behind him before he stopped in his tracks and told the other girls to have his money ready when he came back. They nodded their heads and started back talking as me, him, and the other girl walked back out.