Set Me Free (Michael Jackson Fanfiction) (Completed)

Chapter Three

The Dream House was never really crowded during the week, but it was never exactly empty either. Mr. Riley's establishment opened every night at ten o'clock and there was always people waiting at the door.

The women that weren't scheduled to perform on stage would be out on the floor directly entertaining their house guests.

Blair was beginning to wish that she could just be on stage tonight. At least then she wouldn't have to worry about socializing and perfecting her acting skills. She stood in front of the mirror that was in the third-floor dressing room. If it weren't for her eyes, not even she would have been able to recognize herself. Blair wore a shoulder-less leather crop top with a unique pair of jet black leggings that were netted and see-through on the right and left side. They exposed her outer thighs in a kinky fashion. The leggings also contained ruffles that decorated her hips and upper thighs.

The four-inch black stilettos she wore made her uncomfortably tall and the black-purplish dragon that was painted on her gave her the creeps. The beast's eyes were just underneath her collarbone and the rest of his serpent-like body snaked her entire right arm. Even the back and front of her palm was tainted with the image.

Her brown curly locks were hidden under a wavy gothic purple wig with dark blue highlights. The wig ran down to her naked stomach, just a few inches above her dark blue belly button ring. This whole get-up was going to ruin the colors blue and purple for her.

"I thought you were off today." A female wearing a Sailor Moon costume approached her.

"Hey, Nat." Blair turned away from the mirror to face her friend and grimaced. "Sailor Moon again?"

Natalie rolled her eyes. "You know that weird dude that just started coming here a few weeks ago? The one with the tiny red spikes in his hair?" Blair nodded. "Well, it turns out he has some weird Sailor Moon fetish." Natalie gave a repulsive look. "I think he's coming in tonight dressed as Tuxedo Mask."

"Really? Ugh, I think we'd both be better off on stage tonight." Blair glanced back at the mirror to give herself another distasteful look. Why were guys always into weird crap?

"So why are you here? You told me last night that you wouldn't be."

"I wasn't supposed to be. Apparently, I've been requested by some guy who saw me dance the other night."

Natalie smiled. "That's your fault for being such an awesome dancer. What did you expect?"

The ladies walked out of the dressing room and to the stairway.

"I don't try to be that good," Blair explained as she scratched her head. The wig was starting to itch her a little. "But I do like to dance."

"Well you can't be good at something and expect not to stand out."

"Whatever you say, Sailor Moon," Blair snickered.

"Ugh, don't remind me."

The women descended the staircase together and paused at the bottom, taking in the decent crowd of men. They were getting settled at tables and seats at the bar, chatting and ordering drinks. Most of guys that came here were CEOs of mega companies and successful entrepreneurs. They were good for every dime they spent here.

The DJ was in the middle of playing the R&B number Naughty Girl by Beyonce. A handful of girls were currently on stage but the men were already being entertained by the few women who were mingling among them. The time was only 10:15. More chimera girls would be making their way downstairs shortly.

Blair kept scanning the people. "Do you see my sister anywhere?"

"She's up there." Nat pointed to the stage.