You're such a Jackass (Chris Pontius love story

Chapter 21

When I awoke the sun had gone down and the moon had come out. Chris was soon asleep and I was snuggled deep into his side. Looking at my clock I saw that it was only 10 at night. When I stretched I suddenly became aware that I was in my birthday suit. It made me very self conscience. Chris had never seen me completely you know nude. All we had ever done is kiss pretty much. Slipping out of bed I searched for some type of coverage. I found I giant the giant hoodie that Jessy had given me when I was 16 and I pulled in on over my head. It reached just under all my goodies. It would be fine until I could find other clothes. Walking out of my bedroom I silently closed the door and turned on the living room light. It was bare since I hadn't unpacked all of my things yet. I decided I could get a little more done. It seemed like if Chris was awake I wouldn't be making much progress. I opened one of the boxes to find all of my stripping costumes. They brought up memories that I was trying to leave behind. Then it hit me, what was I going to have to do for work? I mean would I have to go back to stripping again? I couldn't if that meant losing Chris. No guy wants to be with a girl that's doing the same stud she does with you to other men. I sighed as I pulled each outfit out. Their sequins and different colored jewels reflected off the light from the lamp. I ran my hand over one of the outfits to be greeted by a sick feeling. All the outfits held some memory of me getting hit or hit on by some slime ball. One even hand blood on it from one night where my boyfriend had beat me so bad I had to go to the ER. It was crazy thinking that I had let someone treat me like that. When someone would even look at me wrong I was the first to start a fight. Never in my life had I let someone rule me. I had such a hard head that I thought no one could ever hurt me. Ha, was I wrong. "Joey what are those?" Chris asked from behind me. I chuckled at him. Was he serious, what the fuck did they look like, a fucking blender? "They're sexy aren't they?" I asked as I turned around to him. "Hell yah, but they look like what a stripper would we-, oh." he said finally realizing what they were. "Yah they're kind of embarrassing, but they're part of me, I designed every detail on them." I said proud of my skills. "They're good, but you're not planning on, you know doing it again are you?" he asked hesitantly. "At this point I have no clue what I'm doing with my life!!" I yelled throwing my hands up in the air. "You know babe, live on the moment not the future or past." he said as he sat down on the floor next to me. "Well at the moment I need a fucking job." I said while sighing. "Listen the guys didn't want to tell you yet, but we're making another movie and we want you in it." he said smiling at me. "FOR REAL!!!" I yelled as I jumped up. Chris chuckled at me and nodded. I squealed as I started to jump up and down. Chris sat on the floor staring at something. "What is it?" I asked. "I can see up your sweatshirt." he pointed out as he started to laugh at my reddening face.