Stripper (Urban Short Story)

Chapter 1

As I was swirling around on the pole, I can hear bachelor's chanting my name. I walked across the stage and started twerking my small, but plump butt.

As I was doing this, I felt a few men touching my ass. You see, I don't like when people touch me if i'm not interested. You can look, but don't touch. I kept on going because I needed the money. As I kept on going, I felt a few hands roaming towards my crotch. So I quickly got up and walked over to the pole. I wasn't going to ruin my chances of getting my money by socking one of these pervs in the face. For the rest of my routine, i just continued doing what I do best on the pole.

When my routine was done, I gathered all my money on the stage and walked off. I was met with smiles and waves. This strip club wasn't like other strip clubs. Us strippers actually like eachother. Well, that's what I at least think. We don't get jealous, well of course some of us do. But, we don't do anything to cross eachothers path. We stay in our lane, do what we do on stage or out on the floor, get our money, pay the boss his part, and then leave. We didn't have time for fights and petty issues. Some of us got into a few fights, but we let it go. Some people up in here have children to feed.

I went to my boss' office and handed him his pay. As I was about to walk out, he called me.

"Lily", he said

I turned around slowly, "Yeah, wassup?"

He scratched his head, "I know you only do lap dances in the private room Mondays and Fridays, but someone wants one. He is willing to pay you a lot. Can you please do this?"

I usually don't do lap dances on Wednesdays, but whatever. I needed all the money I can get. I shrugged, "Sure. I'll do it. But i get to have 3/4 of the money and i'll give you the rest. Deal?"

He hesitated a bit because I caught him a bit off guard. He gets stacks all day everyday so this little amount of money will not put a dent in his wallet. He started scratching the back of his head and then slowly nodded. He looked up at me, "Okay. Deal."

I nodded my head and walked out the office. I went to the private room and slowly opened the door. I saw a light-skinned guy with tattoos sitting on the loveseat smoking a blunt. I stared at him to see if i recognized him, but I never saw him in the club.

"Are you the one who asked for a lapdance from me?"

All he did was nod. Did he not know how to talk? I held my tongue because I didn't want to come off as rude. So I walked over to the pole and started doing my thing. The way this guy wasn't talking was irking mg nerves. His quietness made me curious about him. He is sexy, so I wanna hear if his voice is sexy too. I walked over to him and sat down on his lap and started grinding. I gave him a weak lapdance, but I wasn't focused. I was trying to make him talk, but he wouldn't budge. I just made up my mind and got up.

I put my hand on my hip, "Why are you so quiet?", I said with an attitude.

He just stared at me.

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Hey guys! This is a short chapter. I am going to start off short and each chapter gets longer and longer. So I hoped you enjoyed the first chapter of SGG. Please don't forget to vote for this chapter.

PICTURE OF LILY >>>>>>>>

Questions:

- How do you think Candy looks?
- How do you think this "mystery" guy looks?
- What do you think the "mystery' guy is going to say? Will he talk?