Virginator (HERO FIENNES-TIFFIN)

Chapter 5

"Nobody dies a virgin. Life fucks as all." - Kurt Cobain

It's true. Life does. No one is immune from the pain life brings to anyone. I'm glad i experienced all pain possible in my  childhood i found ways to cope, and kill my emotions on cue.

I became stiff and controlling to a fault, i can't relate to the drama and emotional struggles i see around. Funny I'm saying this because ballet is an art that strives to put emotions into movements. The pain, the misery, the joy, the confusion, it can all be made into a dance. Through ballet, i learned to channel my emotions using my body. I learned that if ballet has methods to doing so, i should also know how to command my thoughts and choose what to feel.

Life is simple, I like to repeat. Choose your emotions, and life will be great. I don't like surprises at all.

Although meeting the virginator is a whole new level of surprise, something about him makes me feel comfortable in his presence. Why does he do what he does so easily? I still thought he's a master at pleasing women, especially since he's into virgins and i feel bad thinking he's using his skills on me. The thought is challenging me. I don't like to be compared to anyone, or be used by anyone. Since i met him, i suddenly went into this mind game of making sure i get ahead if he's playing tricks on me.

Tonight, i decided to go to work. I'm not his property and he can't do anything about it. He asked me to stay, but it's too much. He owned my time since he showed up.

I decided to use an Uber ride for the night. No sense in walking and living like a miser when I'm earning as much as i can spend now. It's time to spoil myself for once. I've had enough money than i ever need in my closet right now, it doesn't hurt to spend a little for myself.

My phone screen flashes telling me my ride is outside. I grabbed my stuff and walked down the main entrance.

His name is Dan, i learned from the Uber app.

I climbed in the passenger seat and went to the club.

I felt like i was away for quite sometime. The break i had from dancing is well deserved. I do need that time off.

"Hi, Delilah. How was your night at the billionaire's," Stacy nosy as always asked. I bet John told everyone when Hero texted told him he's keeping me at his place last night.

I smiled so sweetly to give her the impression everything is good.

I don't think the girls I've worked with ever notice me. But tonight, i heard murmurs and whispers. Did i do something wrong? I looked on with a frown. The girls looked away. I saw 2 new girls tonight. One girl looked like an innocent child with long black hair and fair skin. She's like a girl from a Korean drama. She smiled at me and i did the same. The other girl is a redhead. She just looked at me.

"I think he likes you," Stacy continued.

I rolled my eyes.

"He does. He can't get away from you. I saw how intent he's watching you onstage while he sat alone in the corner," she continued.

"Trust me, he doesn't like anyone. He uses virgins as objects, why would he want a stripper."

"We'll never know. But he can't get away from you. I know from the way he's behaving, something's going on," she said.

I just shrugged refusing to entertain that thought. She doesn't know what she's saying. Although i kind of feel something special about him, it's crazy.

I can say this routine is getting harder each day. Especially working with these girls. It's tough when we're performing together. We scramble to pick as much cash as we can, that i simply shrug it off and let them have it all. Whatever you pick is yours, that's the rule.