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Pornstar Dancing. (Michael Clifford)

"Fuck yeah, that was a great show!" Ashton cheered as we ran back to the green room. He collapsed on the the couch, "We haven't a crowd that pumped in weeks!"

My adrenaline was pumping, I didn't want to sit down. I chugged back a bottle off water, pouring the last of it on my face.

"Michael, you okay?" Calum asked.

"Yeah, fine," I nodded, tossing the bottle in the recycling bin. "Just really pumped up, you guys wanna go out?" We were back home and I knew ever bar and club in the area.

"Martina and Brittney are coming," Ashton said, declining my offer.

"Oh, I forgot," Luke gasped. They always got so weird about their girls coming, fools in love. "Sorry, Mikey, not tonight."

"It's cool," I shrugged. "Calum, you down?"

He nodded, "I could go for a few drinks."

We went back to the the bus and freshened up a bit, then headed out. My favorite strip club was right around the corner, so we walked. After signing some CDs and taking a whole lot of selfies, we finally made it around the block to Sugar Skulls.

"Strippers?" Calum laughed as we showed the bouncer our IDs.

"Strippers," I nodded, wiggling my eyebrows. I was pretty trashed last time I was there, but from what I remembered, the drinks were cheap and the girls were hot.

We went to the bar and ordered some beers, then checked out the girls. Calum headed off to the far right pole, where a tall girl with short dark hair was dancing topless. I scanned the stages, scoping out the hottest girl.

I found her in the back middle, holding herself up horizontal and walking down through the air like she was on the ground. She had long purple hair, little black spandex looking shorts, a black bra, fishnet tights with purple bows on the back of the thighs, and black stilettos. I was in love.

I joined the crowd of men surrounding her stage, watching as she twirled around the pole effortlessly. When she got off the pole, I had moved closer to the stage without even realizing. She kneeled down in front of me and ran her finger up from my neck to my chin as I tucked a ten into her top. She gave me a wink and went back to the pole.

I tossed up another ten and a twenty, making eye contact at least three times before she strutted off to the back. A waitress walked up to me and asked me if I needed anything. "Yeah, who's the girl that was just dancing here?"

"Oh, Salem," She nodded.

"Okay, well I need some Jack Daniels and a lap dance from Salem." I replied.

"Well, I can get you the Jack," The waitress told me, "But Salem's shift just ended."

"Then I guess I won't be needing the Jack, thanks though." I stood up and walked towards the door, seeing that Calum was getting grinded up on. He looked happy, so I didn't interrupt, knowing he'd find his way back to the bus later without me.

I waited outside the building, leaned up against it, checking twitter. She walked out from behind the building, her skimpy clothing replaced with boots, shorts, and a Guns N Roses t-shirt. I nodded, "Hey."

She turned around, walking backwards, "Nope." Then she turned back and kept walking to her car.

"Hey, wait," I said, chasing after her. "Salem."

She spun around and stopped, clutching the keychain on her bag. "Look, I have pepper spray and I will fucking use it."

"Hey, woah," I said, stepping back. She was hot, but was she worth it? "Sorry, I didn't mean to--"