As You Love Me

So there I was, a Towel in My Mouth

It was like any usual Sexy Saturday at Paula's Petrol and Brothel Station. I was readying myself to step in front of the crowds, potentially for the last time. As soon as I stepped through the ugly duvet coloured wall I would become my stripper alter ago, Reverend Solar Power. 

Tammy Two Faced Trash appeared from behind a stool.

"71% of the earth's surface is covered with water," she yelled at me, before jumping through the cupboard coloured window into our strippers only lounge. 

"Oh Trash Faced Tammy," I sighed orgasmically, "I'll miss your titty shaped elbows when I'm gone."

"Hey! I heard that." Penis Paul, our only male performer sighed orgasmically also. 

"Oh Penis Paul," I moaned, licking his big toe. "Should I hand my resignation in?" 

Penis Paul grabbed my face. "I'm having sex with my brother in law's clients." He gasped.

"Isn't he a taxidermist?" I whispered, looking into Penis Paul's deep, thoughtful blue eyes.

Penis Paul dropped my face and somersaulted through the same window Tammy 2 Faced Trash had just jumped through. 

I'd had a crush on Penis Paul since my 20th birthday 37 years ago, but I'd always been too shy to tell and now I was leaving Paula's I didn't know if I'd ever get the chance.

The lady herself, Paula, stepped out from under the floor board. 

"Oh Grapes," she sighed at me orgasmically.

"That's not my name, devil woman!" I said back to her while dancing an Irish jig. 

"I wasn't talking to you! This isn't the Solar Power show!" she whined while eyeballing me. "I was CLEARLY talking to my right ankle." 

Paula had a drinking problem. You'd always have to give her a bib so she wouldn't get her tops dirty, but other than that and drinking too much breast milk, she was a good friend to me. 

"Grass! Grasses get through here!" Paula yelled from the lounge as she affectionately called her strippers blades of grass because we were so replaceable. I walked through the door into the stripper lounge. Everyone stopped talking. The music stopped.

"Solar. Power. Walk back out of this fucking room right now and you better come in through the window or so god help me I will have sex with Penis Paul!" 

I sighed orgasmically. Paula only let people in through the window so I walked back out and twerked my way through the window.

"That's better you sexy little desk." Paula purred. "Now, onto business. Tonight Tyler Oakley, Ross from Friends, Adam Sandler and Ratty Healy will be performing from the 2175 ok?" Paula panted. 

"Cantaloupes!" The girls and I chorused. 

"Paula, here is my resignation letter."

"Ok." Said Paula, milk in hand. 

It was time. Time for my last sexy dancing. 

I picked the towel up in my mouth, and stepped through the duvet coloured doors.