The Adventures Of Greta

On the stage

I pushed the pink satin curtains behind me as I strode onto the stage. chin up and shoulders back I reminded myself, careful not to break character.

The loud yells of cheering fans surrounded me as I sassily made my way to the glittered pole situated in the middle of the stage. The majority of the intoxicated men were already drooling over the side of the stage, I don't blame them to be honest. I used my paws to lift my little light body up onto the pole, spinning myself around a couple of the times, and going backwards on my way down. I felt like one of those fruits that get cut up all fancy just to be on display; however tonight i wasn't just for display.

I hopped off the pole, sexily adjusting my g-string and walked slowly to the edge of the stage, getting lower and lower to one of the men who had caught my eye when I first came on. I could see his gaping wallet on his lap and knew he was my prey for tonight.

I jumped off the stage and onto his lap, the others surrounding him trying to grab me, making me feel like a piece of meat, nevertheless I flicked them off and focused on the hottie in front of me who was clearly loving the attention from someone like me. I shuffled around on his lap as I felt him feed me cash where ever he could put it, except for my hands because he obviously wanted those free for me to unbutton his shirt.

The jealousy of the others surrounding us was getting too much as I found myself unsafe in the situation with me and mr hottie, so I slipped my number into his pocket and told him to call me later as I crawled off his lap and back through the curtains to back stage to meet my colleagues.