After changing into my only outfit appropriate for this job, AKA the only outfit they will let me wear on shift, i made my way to the bosses room where he gave me my instructions for the night. Platform 3 was my spot, it also just so happens to be where all the new money sits. Alright first show of the night girl give it all you've got! I heard the deep voice of mike our sound operator on the stage speakers
"Alright gentlemen, for those of you who have been having a rough day, week, month, you name it, give it up for our favorite performer, jazz!"
after he announced my cover name i slowly and seductively strut my way to the pole where i started off slow on the beat of the music, twisting my way around the pole like a snake. Once the slow beginning stopped and the few bebeginng beats were heard it was time for the real work. I quickly droped myself to the floor pulling myself back up the pole smoothly making sure my ass was very noticeable. I knew i was doing well because half of my croud was already arroused. The song took about a whole 6 more minuts before i went and took a quick break before returning for another show. But something just didnt feel right about tonight. It was about time for my shift to end, finally! I was sitting at the bar for a few minuts to cool off with a coke when someone tapped my shoulder. Turning around i instantly regret it.
"Hey liver worst" he smoothly spoke while obviously not hiding the fact that he was checking me out.
"What are you doing in a place like this?" his eyes held a glint of amusement.
"I-i umm... I"
I was about to make up an excuse for my appearance in a place like this and my stupid skimpy outfit i was sapposed to always wear, but i was cut off by a fustrated and smoke smelling rachel.
" yo olivia your shift ends in 20, make your last rounds" shit.... I was in for it now. Now everyone would know what ive been hiding.
" you work here?!?" his eyes bulged a bit and he slowly gulped hard and took a second to check out my 'costume' one more time god now im really in for it... My face turned a dark serious red.
"Dont tell anyone..." a small smear of emotion showed up in his eyes but it disappeared as soon as it appeared.
"Please..." i could feel tears welling up in my eyes and he took notice of my upcomming tears with utter shock.
"H-hey umm... Jesus liv dont cry" i tried to sniffle back the tears but i couldn't, everyone was going to think i was a slut or a whore or even worse a prostitute. Even if i begged with my life he wouldnt want to help me. I mean im.... Me and hes..... Him.
"Shit" he cursed as he took a hold of my wrist and dragged me to the back bathroom. I was still sniffling and uncontrollably hiccuping. Hes probably going to make fun of me now i can already hear his words ringing off the walls.
" jeez liv look i wont tell anyone ok?" i hiccuped again and looked up trying to sniffle back my snot.
"Y-you w-wont -hic- i... Umm.. -sniffle-" everything i said and thought were combined into confusing mumbles. But just when i thought i was good to go i looked up to see a growing smirk on his face.... Oh god please not now...
"Lets make a deal"....
I would learn to love and hate those words... For the rest of my life....
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Fanfiction"What are you doing in a place like this?" his eyes held a glint of amusement. "I-i umm... I" I was about to make up an excuse for my appearance in a place like this and my stupid skimpy outfit i was sapposed to always wear, but i was cut off by a...
