Hiding behind the mask

Chapter 1

The music picked pace and I swayed grinding myself against the glass wall.I could see the stares , some so intense I felt the heat through the glass. I increased the hip movement going round and round in a circle.I love the new concept they have at Desire Dzour . This club has been my favourite ever since it opened a few months back, a 5 minute walk from my apartment. Dzire was no strip club though it incorporated a few themes.Like these glass cubicles .you can dress anyhow you like , do anything , be anyone.

They all loved me, lusted for me ..oh I loved all the attention , all the lust and the fact they couldn't touch me. The lights played like an illusion , alternating between red and green , never too dark or too bright giving the whole place an aura of mystery. The club patrons were from various backgrounds , mostly rich and famous .Dzire was after all a class act ..i snorted internly..They wore a mask,every one of them to hide their identities . Why hide, if you are doing nothing to be ashamed off.

What excited me was the danger that lurked in the eyes of these men.They could make anyone disappear with the twitch of their fingers, thats how those men were. I had long stopped caring if something happened to me. I didnt have anything left to lose.Closing myeyes I diverted my mind.I hear the gossip among the other girls. Last week, caught between two patrons,and by caught I mean literally,one of our girls.She was later found floating down by the river. No case held out,nobody to blame..

I was the best they got,..I was also different..I was the only girl who got the chance to also wear a mask.Made it popular.I wore the mask all the time.Part of my act,most thought,they dint know the other reasons I had . No one knew..those who would find out,if that ever happened ,would not live to tell the tale