Rockabye, Baby, Rockabye

Chapter Four: Mine

I wasn't on the pole tonight. Instead, I was in the backroom with some VIP guests. And talk about wealthy men. These men made Mark, who received a good amount of money from the clubs and bars that he owned, look broke as broke could get.

Apparently, there was a birthday party of some sort and Mark felt as if I would be nice entertainment for the Birthday Boy.

I couldn't say that I disagreed.

The VIP party room was big; it had it's own bar, stage, and about ten round tables that were big enough to fit seven or eight people easily. The room was full tonight.

To me, full VIP rooms meant one thing and one thing only: loads of tips.

"You look ravishing!"

I smiled at my boss. The man's opinions on how I looked mattered so much to me. If he liked how someone looked, the paying men most definitely would like how I looked.

"Thank you, Mark," I shyly said as I hooked my arm in his so he could lead me to the VIP room. "It means a lot hearing that from you."

"You are one of my favorites, Donna," Mark whispered in my ear as he walked up to the door. "I know that you will make us both good money tonight. You're private show from last week is here." I tilted my head as I looked at my boss. I had many private shows last week, but I was sure that Mark was only talking about one man: Mister Wealthy. "It's his birthday, so his friends have decided to give him a really, really good time."

"Oh! A birthday dance?" I asked.

I haven't done many of those before but the ones that I have, I have loved it. Although, some of them were pretty strange. One man had me lay down so he could eat cake off of my stomach and lick icing off of my chest.

Weird, but well tipped.

"Anything they want? Surprise wise?" I was getting excited.

"Nothing specific, they will tell you all that they want when you go in. The man of the hour will be here within the hour." Mark opened the door to the VIP room for me. He motioned for me to go in before he left me with a room full of well dressed men with a 'have fun'.

"What a perfect entertainer!" One man said as he walked over to me.

"Hello, my name is Donna." I held a hand out for the man to shake.

"Christopher!" Christopher shook my hand. "Jess is just going to love you tonight! He had you last week."

Even though I knew that, I nodded. "He was very lovely company."

Christopher winked. "I bet he was! He said the same about you."

Did guys really talk about their sexual adventures with their friends? Why?

Blushing, I cleared my throat before changing the topic off of the man and I. "Is there anything specific that you would like for me to do for him, sir?"

"Yes!" Christopher and Mary should date, they were both way too excited and overly happy. "I know that it's cheesy and weird, but can you come out with a bow on? You'll be his present!"

"Of course I can, sir." Walking around with a bow wouldn't be the strangest thing that I have done for a paying customer.

"Great! Come with me! I'll introduce you to everyone before Jess gets here! We've got well over an hour, he is almost always late for his own parties." Christopher rolled his eyes as he began to walk me around.

There were several women here, dressed in a down dressy manor. They still looked very expensively dressed, like one small item of theirs cost more than a week's pay for me.