"Hey Zy, what you doing here tonight?," Dallas said as he dapped me up into a hug. Dallas was another person from the club that I consider to be a friend but not to the extent that I am with Kellz and Kane.
"Marcel needed me to come fill in for Zion."
"I heard that. Well ladies night is in full effect and the ladies looking so beautiful tonight I might just take one home." I shook my head while laughing a little bit and changing my clothes.
"You think somebody is actually going to take you home looking like a lone ranger."
Dallas was country as hell by heart so he never failed to show his appreciation in his cowboy like upbringing.
He laughed before replying," aye don't play me like that."
"I'm just saying you're country ass don't need to always be looking like you're bout to wrangle up some horses.""Ight that's fair," he said while laughing," but these woman don't care what I wear but instead what I don't. We create the fantasy and they eat it up."
He was right. Woman never really cared what was worn as long as they knew that it was coming off then they were all for it. As long as they get what they want, business booms and the money flows.
"You're right."
"I know I am now come on and let's get this money."
We were about to go on to do the opening. It was basically to display all the strippers that would be performing tonight and just showcase a bit of what we can do.
The woman had been on for a minute performing on the pole before we decided to slide in and join them.
They touched all over our bodies and we did the same while dancing with them for a little while before they dispersed and we continued our set.
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Loved & Lost
General FictionLoved- to have held a deep affection; cherished (someone) Lost- to no longer have (There are a few spelling and grammar mistakes but I plan to fix them when I finish the book)