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Boom boom boom thud. The sound of the music was beginning to get on my last nerves. After hearing the same songs over and over again it can get annoying.
At least the guys I give lap dances to give me is enough for a homeless person to rent an apartment,have 3 children, and still pay child support.
But its always the same guys(sometimes new people) that always want a lap dance from me. They never go after any of the other strippers in the club.
"Ok now pumpkin." Star said. Star is the guy I was giving a lap dance to. After the fifth day of lap dances in a row,he began to trust me enough to give me his full name. Although,he told me to call him Star.
I removed my leg from off of his lap.
"Now,for the millionth time,can I please take u home? I'll pay." Star bargained me.
"Star,how many times do I have to tell you,hell to the fucking no!" There was one promise that I made when I entered this stripping business,I will NOT ruin my reputation even more than it is by becoming a prostitute.
"Well you can't blame a guy for trying." Star said with a chuckle.
I rolled my eyes as he pulled out five one hundred dollar bills.
I took the money as gently as I could and I tried to walk away but of course,like he does all the time,he slapped my ass.
" Be good Pumpkin I'll see you tomorrow." Star said.
Actually I was off tomorrow but I wasn't going to tell him that. Hell have to figure that out the hard way.
I walked into the back. There was some other strippers there but not a lot. They were all fixing their hair or changing into different sexy outfits.
I sat down at my designated mirror,next to my best friend April(but her stripper name is cheetah.) "Sup Eva." She said,fixing her hair.
"Sup." I replied,taking out my makeup bag.
"Wanna go get something to eat?" She asked,finishing her hairdo.
"I still have three hours of work left." I replied,applying some blush to my cheeks.
"Whatever. I'm going to the Chinese restaurant over on Broadway street. What you want?"
"I don't really care." I replied.
I finished my blushed and fixed my ponytail.
By the time I was done, April was already gone. I went out on the stage and in walked down it.
When I was little I always wanted to be a runway model. Well,when I walk down the stage,towards the pole,I feel like one.
I grab hold of the pole and I put my leg around it. I slide down it,but I sloped of the pole and banged my head on edge of the stage.
By now,I'm out conscious.
