MONEY BUNNY (AU)

1) X

    "Hey, sexy," one of the usuals who came at the Seduce Strip Gentleman's Club, who was drinking a shot of whiskey slurred towards me. His breath reeked of alcohol.

    "Hi, what may I help you with?" I smiled politely. As a dancer, we were required to be somewhat "nice, but seductive," as my boss told me.

    "Aren't you a bit young to be workin' here?" he smirked. I was only 16, but laws in California let me slide as a dancer, although I do still have boundaries, such as no private sessions unless if comfortable with it.

    "I am not allowed to answer that, sir." I wasn't, indeed. Age, for all dancers, are supposed to be kept private, along with any other personal information. Why else would we all have aliases?

    "Huh, tough one. I'd like to request a bit something to ya."

    The man looked like he was in his early 20's, which wasn't bad. He wasn't that unattractive, either. He had fine features, with piercing blue eyes and smooth black hair. He isn't bad looking.. I thought to myself.

    "And what would that be..?" As a dancer, when someone asked for a private session and we accepted, we had to be a lot more...hot. I leaned in close to him, making sure my breasts were pushed up against the table, showing them off to the man. I bit my lower lip, attempting to look appealing.

    "Hmm..." I caught his eyes traveling down my face, to my neck, and down my chest to where my breasts popped out against my dancer attire. I blushed slightly. His eyes, a second later, looked back into mine, and smiled. "Come to my house. Tomorrow. I wanna see you out this club and in my home for a night."

    I froze. Requests like these are prohibited in Gentleman's Clubs. But, he did seem like a nice man. Should I say yes? I knew very well this was illegal. He continued to stare at me, like he didn't just ask the question that could send him straight to jail.

    I had to be careful. I nodded slightly and smiled, and he smiled back, indicating that I'd accepted his offer. I grabbed a napkin, asked for a pen, and wrote my number down. I then gave the napkin to him. I watched as he stuffed the napkin in his jean pocket and smirked.

    I spoke up. "What's your name?"

    "Darling, just call me X." He said in a low voice. Damn.

    "And call me Money Bunny, X." I leaned my head close and gave him a small, tender kiss on his lips. "Can't wait to see you tomorrow," I whispered in his ear.

    He smirked. "You too, Money Bunny."

    And just like that, he disappeared.

    What the fuck did I just do? I shook my head. Rachel, you're an idiot. But, at least you'll get extra pay.

~