^^^SAGE'S OUTFIT FOR THE FIRST NIGHT OF STRIPCON^^^
(Creative Liberties Have Been Taken XD)
"You're in? Like you're gonna bring back Candii and come with us?"
"Yes, Jazmine, that's what I said. Why does it surprise you so much?"
"Because you totally quit dancing. What happened to the death of Candii?"
"The one million dollars resuscitated her." I chuckled, digging further in my closet.
"Are you sure you left your dance bag in here?" Jazz asked, "I can't find anything"
"Just keep digging. I know its in here- AHA! Bitch I got it!"
Dragging the bag out, I placed it in the middle of my floor.
"Are you ready to unearth the memories?" Jazz looked at me with concern.
"Ill be fine. I promise, lets just get it over with."
I opened the bag and poured the contents onto the floor. My multiple platforms and thongs were strewn everywhere. Pastel corals and blues, pinstripes and bright candy cane patterns. Clear heels and thigh highs. All of them gave me a weird sense of nostalgia. I wasn't expecting that.
"So are you chucking it and investing in new shit, or are you using the same stuff?"
Picking up a bra I sighed.
"Some of this stuff is too trademark to throw out. Like the whipped cream bralette. There's no way I'm not wearing that for at least one dance. And my candy cane thigh high boots. Who would even take those off my hands?"
"Well get organized so we can start packing... And you need to figure out a way to tell Ethan about your departure." She nudged me in the ribs.
Fuck. I haven't figured out how to tell him. I don't even know how to explain the situation to Vicky, how the hell can I explain it to my... fuckbuddy?
What could I be afraid of? Maybe I just don't want him to think any less of me. Recently we had become more friendly with eachother, forgiving him for his past misdemeanors. He even took me out for icecream. It was damn good ice-cream too.
"Maybe I'll just lie. Tell him I'm going out with my friends to eat cheese in Wisconsin or something."
"Orrrr you could just tell him the truth?"
"Absolutely not. No. That's not an option."
"Then what are you gonna do?"
"I'm gonna use the creative gifts that God gave me."
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ALL BOARDING FOR FLIGHT 980 TO HONOLULU
"Bitch that's us! Ooooo I'm so excited! I get to go meet all the hot guys! Iv'e been single for too long!" Brielle squealed.
"The only thing you're meeting on this trip is chlamydia so shut the fuck up and get on the line." Shitheada rolled her eyes.
"You ain't gotta be so mad. Its not Brielle's fault your titties are flat." Shannon cackled, taunting her twin sister.
"You're my twin so yours are flat too! How do you sound?"
Rolling my eyes with a small smile, I gathered all our passes and made sure everyone was with us. Sure enough we were all accounted for. We all then walked onto the plane and took our seats. Mine was next to the window.
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RomanceSage is happy to finally be stable. After her less than questionable job as a"dancer" she's finally started building the life she's always dreamed of. When Ethan stumbled into her shop looking for a tattoo, she tried to deny the immediate attracti...