~ Warning ~
This story has mature language and mature themes, you may also not agree with many of my characters actions.
This story progress rather fast and the things they do may or may not be related to hoe the mafia really works.
Also this story has Spanish in it and I'm sorry if the translations are not totally accurate, my Spanish are a little rusty. But remember!!!! This is fiction. Just a story.
You have been warned.
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-Isadora's POV-
Josie" "Isa you ready?"
Josie walks out of her room with a very small skirt , fishnet stockings and a very tight blue top on. She dresses like her personality puts out. Sassy, free spirit and crazy ass hell.
Isa: "I'm applying for servers position not a striper."
She gave me some short shorts, fishnet and her lucky tiny tank top that was ripped at the cleavage.
Josie: "A servers position in a strip club sweetie. Might as well dress the part. You get good tips that way"
Isa: " How are you so sure I'll even get the job?"
Josie: " You are tiny, cute, and because i already talked with the boss. We have under-staffed and need the help."
Isa: " Then why the hell did you let me be so nervous for an interview that was never gonna happen?"
Sometimes she makes me want to cut a her.
Josie: " You're adorable when you're flustered."
She winked and shook her ass out the door.
Josie: " Hurry up or We're gonna be late! Boss hates it when we're late.
I rolled my eyes.
~In the car~
I get it.... working at a strip club wasn't my first choice. But when you're down on your luck, you take pretty much everything you can get. I grew up poor and in many different foster homes. When i met Josie, i was eighteen. She took me in and has been my best friend ever since.
Josie: " So what's your pseudo name gonna be?"
Isa: " My what?"
Josie: " You're about to have your first shift at a strip club. You need to have a fake name to protect your identity in case of perverts."
Isa: " If you had told me a week ago while i was applying for this job, i would have been better prepared."
Josie: " How about kitty?"
Isa: " Why kitty?"
She crinkled her nose and made a kissy face at me.
Josie: " Cause you are as cute as kitties."
Isa: " Call me cute one more time and I'm slapping all that red out of your hair."
She hisses at me.
I giggle
~At the Silver Paw~
The Silver Paw is a busy club. It has a classy yet modern fell to it. Dim the lighting and the loud music blasting out of wall speakers. Modern furniture, nice tabled and decent stage with clean looking poles. We walked at the bar and a skinny tattooed gentleman tips his fidora to me.
Cassius: "Hey baby girl. You lost?"
Josie: " This is Isadora, Cass. The new girl i mentioned."
He grabs my hand and kisses it.
