Chapter 13: Fourth Grade Teacher

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First night.

First....God I'm so nervous!

Giving my reflection a long stare, I leaned in and touched up my makeup before standing up.

This place was odd, they dressed up as things here, and I hadn't ever guessed that people actually dressed up for this stuff.

They let me buy my first costume and I went for the sexy little devil one, mostly because my entire life I've been called an Angel, and honestly I was sick of that. This was the new me, the me who took her life into her own hands and made something of it. I've been dancing since I was young so this wasn't something I was unqualified for.

"You've got this Bells, love the horns." I watched Mya, a girl who graduated two years above me, she was the towns talk for a long while, still is but people aren't too shocked anymore. She has two kids and goes to AA meetings. I think it's great of her to try and get help, it's important and courageous.

God knows most of the people here need to admit the truth and head on down to an AA meeting.

I smiled at her and adjusted my horns, making sure they were pinned down properly. "Thanks, I hope I've got this." I laughed while she winked and headed out the curtains.

"Bella you're on."

Shit.

Stepping up to the curtains, I looked over at my reflection, the dark red leather corset, the mini matching shorts and the red heels to match.

I even had a fake tail and horns to top it.

Going out the curtains, I listened to music that played out, "Number three" kelly said as she walked past me and went to the back.

Right.

Walking up to the pole, I smiled at the two men who sat there while noting that one of them was my fourth grade teacher, Mr. Wauk. Wonderful.

I gripped the pole and slowly swayed my hips before lowering down and coming back up. I let the music take over my body, allowing it to control me and make me its puppet.

My hips swayed, my chest popped and flaunted my hoods while my hands made their ways to seduce the men.

After I dropped to my knees and ran my hands up my body, I began to get the cash practically tossed at me. I had three songs before each break, and the break was only a song long. It was fun though, and I kept grinning and winking at the men, hoping they'll toss in more.

I stood at the edge and swayed my hips softly to the music while they shoved cash in my clothes and whistled.

"Bella?"

I glanced over at my Uncle Rodney and laughed softly before going to my pole, he was staring in horror before he shook his head and scurried off. Probably to go call my mother and freak out at her on why she'd let her daughter be here.

My eyes caught over the devil man, he held a drink in his hand and slowly leaned against one of the posts watching. He gave me a small smile before staring down at his drink.

He came to my first night....

A smile grew over my lips before I began to dance and draw the attention and cash from the men whose faces were unpleasantly familiar. My teacher never left my spot, in fact he gave a lot of money, and seductive eye stares.

I finished my last dance and lowered to my knees at the end of the stage smiling at him and holding my hand out, "It's so great to see you again." He said smiling and shaking my hand.

He placed some bills in it and I took the money smiling at him, "What'll you charge for just a hot make-out session? Seven hundred? I've just always had a thing for that uh dirty student and teacher thing." He said low staring over at my lips and then down my chest.

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