Nightly Behaviors

Chapter 10

I could sense the tension as Chresanto tried to come up with an excuse and here I am saving his stupid ass again. "Thats my middle name, Crystal, Chres just thought it was so cute when he met me but I hate it." I laugh nervously and nudge him.

"Oh awh such a perfect couple." And her twisted face slowly begins to dissemble into a more relaxed one and into a smile. "Crystal is a beautiful name darling, don't be ashamed." she rubs my arm.

There's a short pause in conversation. " Okay mom well, Vanessa and I have some plans--"

"Oh of course, of course I understand. I will let you go." 

We leave the restaurant after Chresantos mom convinces us that she'll take care of the bill and start our walk back to the car, when we get back the the apartment I get what I came here with last night and Chres drives me to the club.

When I get to the club it's around 3 and customers have already started sitting themselves around the dancers at their tables. It's calm at the moment I wish that during the night it was this calm for when I usually preformed. I get my cash from Steve I go to my room and put it in the same hiding place. Sheena is still asleep on the bed and I figure it wouldn't hurt for me to get some sleep too. I still feel slightly sicken from the night before and I probably have a few spare hours before I'd have to do anything productive.

See ever since Chres got involved everything's basically fucked up. I would have a set schedule before him. Wake up, get high, strip, get high, sleep. I usually had the night shift while some of the other girls had the day shifts kind of like the nurses would at hospitals. Of course there would be those rare occasions when I was feeling ahead of myself and would dance both day and night for extra cash but as I said that was very rare.

Now that Chres was here I just barely danced, got high, had sex, and got payed way more than I put in work for. I mean I'm not complaining, it's just different.

I manage to shut my eyes for a total of what feels like 3 seconds before I wake up to the busy sound of heels clicking and clacking across the white tiled floors and strong smell of weed. God I love weed. I crack my eyes open only to check if the weed was really there and I could already feel the familiar burn hit the back of my throat as one of the girls in the room blows smoke in my face. I shoo away the cloudy air and snatch the blunt from her. I take a hit.

"Morning sex slave."

Sheena's voice teases. She isn't wearing anything but a black underwear and her long dark hair is tossed over one shoulder covering one of her breasts. She takes a hit of the blunt she's holding and passes it over to Caitlyn, one of the other strippers, sitting next to her. "What do you mean sex slave?" I reach over a few of the girls sitting on my bed and snatch the blunt from giggling high Caitlyn. I take a hit inhaling to the smoke and absorbing to healing herb for the second time.

Sheena reaches over and snatches it from my fingers and takes another hit herself. "You know exactly what I mean. Your a sex slave. When he wants you he gets you."

I roll my eyes and lay back in bed. "Shut the hell up, your to high to call me out on anything."

Sheena chuckles and I hear her get up from the bed and lay down next to me. There are way to many people on my twin bead at this point.

She nears the blunt to my lips and I take another hit. She takes one after then hands it to one of the other girls on my bed. "I know I'm high as shit. But can I borrow that gold costume you have."

I shrug and roll over on my stomach. "Whatever go ahead, I'm going to be sex slaving tonight anyway." Me, Sheena and all the other girls laugh at my choice of words. Sex slaving.