??? POV:
I couldn't help myself. I abandoned my vodka soda and before I knew it my feet moved quicker than I wanted them to and I nearly knocked over a brunette that was giving a man a personal lap dance. My heels clomped loudly as strippers eyed me up and down but I just ignored them and neared the door that led to backstage; where the strippers were. The door was guarded by a tall security man and I swallowed my pride in seconds.
The security man looked at me.
???: "Uh how much to get back there?"
The man: "Depends on who you are trying to speak to. Who are you askin for?"
???: "The girl in the white mask."
The man: "She doesn't take visitors. No price allowed. Sorry."
???: "I'll pay anything."
The man: "Not gonna work ma'm."
Before I could protest a blonde woman who looked to be in her late thirties walked over and whispered to the security man. He looked at me for a while and then nodded to the lady and she then stood in front of me.
Christina: "You're asking for Krystal? She doesn't take people. I'm the owner, who are you?"
???: "My name is Amber Dixon."
Christina: "Mrs. Dixon??! As in your husband is Robert Dixon?"
Amber: "No that's my dad, I'm his daughter. My mom's name was Clara Dixon."
Christina: "It's a wonderful honor to have you here Mrs. Dixon, I'll lead you to our special room and call Krystal over to talk to you; would you like anything to drink?"
Amber: "Thank you Christina, but I don't really have time to stay; can I just talk to her briefly behind stage?"
Christina: Of course.
Christina nodded to the security man and he moved aside. Once I was behind the stage I spotted Krystal immediately out of all the girls that were putting on makeup. Krystal was near the curtain and her white mask was still on; she appeared to be texting. I gathered my pride and approached her.
Krystal was wearing a black laced bra, no underwear and tall black sparkling heels. I was left in awestruck by the simplicity of her beauty as her long brown hair cascaded down her back and just barely over her tight firm ass. Her toned hour glass figure and beautiful calves were already a knockout, but her rich ethereal brown eyes that shown under the white mask was by far the most beautiful aspect to this girl.
I was six feet away from Krystal before she looked up from her phone and noticed me. Her D cup boobs bounced a bit as she jerked backwards upon the realization I was walking to her.
Before I knew it, I was standing in front of the goddess.
Krystal: "Can I help you?" she said in a raspy, confident and familiar voice.
Amber: "Maybe you can...how much for a personal dance?"
Her lips curved into a frown.
Krystal: "Look kid, I don't do personal dances. I don't know who told you I did, but I don't. Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere I need to be."
Her voice switched to irritation and the stripper sounded so familiar to Amber, but she couldn't figure out why. She has never seen this woman in her life.
Amber: "4,000 dollars?"
Krystal didn't even flinch when I mentioned the price; she instead shook her head and walked passed me out of a nearby exit door. And just like that Krystal was walking half naked outside into the middle of a summer night.
I was amazed. Krystal was a woman who couldn't be bought. She had some moxie that Amber was starting to like apart from her sexy dances; this girl was a challenge.
Alexis's POV:
*Texting*
Alexis: OMFG I just escaped from a potential nightmare run in.
Victoria: You still ruined induction night tonight...
Alexis: Can I come over?
Victoria: That's not gonna make it better.
Alexis: I'm srry
Victoria: This was supposed to b our night.
Alexis: I know.
Alexis: I'm srry. U know this is hard.
Victoria: No 1 is pressuring u to b a stripper.
Alexis: It's the only way I can pay for school.
Victoria: Why don't u just take ur SAT again?
Alexis: Because even if I did and scored high enough for a full ride, Chris would then make me move in with him.
Victoria: Why u still talkin to dat bastard?
Alexis: I may b pregnant.
Victoria: Quit playing around with him.
Alexis: He's still my boyfriend.
Victoria HE RAPED YOU.
Alexis: It was consensual...
Victoria: Not the way it sounded when I had to come pick u up that night.
Victoria: Why are we texting?
Alexis: I am waiting on my Uber ride.
Victoria: Fuck Uber, u know I'm upset you messed up the honor society night but get ur ass over here!
Alexis: K. Be there in five mins.
Victoria: You know the apartment gate code.
Alexis: I saw her.
Victoria: Who?
Alexis: The new grl in my church group...
Victoria: Name?
Alexis: Idk and I was not gonna ask.
Victoria: She approached u?!
Alexis: She asked for a personal dance.
Victoria: Damn.. I need a church girl like that.
Alexis: Quit f'n around.
Victoria: Did she recognize u?
Alexis: No I just walked out before she started to recognize me.
Victoria: Wht color flowers do u want at ur funeral?
Alexis: Christina can kill me when I come in on Friday.
Victoria: If you still have a job....
Alexis: U know I'm the best stripper in Miami.
Victoria: Ya.. ur also the president of honor society, vice president of Delta Kappa Psi, and you work as an intern in the world's most famous book publishing house.
Alexis: blah blah blah
Victoria: Plus ur only 19.
Victoria: R u here?
Alexis: Standing at ur door Princess.
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The Best Stripper
RomanceAlexis is the smartest girl at her university, she is the leader of classes at church, interning with the world's most famous publishing house, both girls and boys throw themselves at her feet..well figuratively and literally....The perfect 19 year...