Dance For You

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Rounds of Applause by waka flocka

The club was booming tonight, mad niggas were waiting outside ready to get grind on. I wasn't in the mood to please nobody tonight. It's freezing cold outside,the temperature is 58 degree and my heater was down this morning. I had to wear three shirt, a sweater, leggings and and sweat pants to warm myself thats what happen when i live in a shit house like mine.

Tasha parked her car in the employees parking lots then enter the club. She hurried to the back to get change to a lace Orange thung and lace matching bra. she fixed her makeup, then rub lotion on her body to make it smooth and shining. she wore her black high heels making her booty pop some more and looking taller than ever. Tasha is 5'7 so you can imagine how tall she is now wearing 9 inches heels. Tasha checked her self twice before leaving the changing room.

Tasha tried to avoid walking up to her boss James. it was her third warning about being late to work. Right when she was ready to get to the pole, her hair was yank from behind really hard. She almost fell flat on her ass if James didn't hold her arms.

" where the fuck you been bitch" said James angrily to her ears. "everybody was on time except your ass. you got no more warnings come late again tomorrow and your ass will be on the streets you hear me" James squeezed Tasha's arms harder to let her know that he mean business before letting her go.

"Yesss" Tasha hissed her body was shaking with anger. Tasha is a stripper and a college student. She didn't become a stripper because she wanted to but it was her last option. she applied to many jobs but get turned down for lack of experience and not being dressed properly to her job interviews (she was poor so go figure). Tasha was a foster child her parents died when she was five on a car accident, she was left with her grandmother but her grandmother died a year after from deep depression. She had no one else to take care of her. she' s been to foster house after foster house. none of her foster mothers treated her well, Tasha has been abused her entire life. College was her only get away so she had to keep her grades up high in high school so could get a scholarship.

She didn't planned on being a stripper for 4 years but by the time Tasha was starting her sophomore year in college her scholarship had expired. She couldn't live at the dorms anymore she had to rent a house. She was making a lot of money working the pole so she decided to keep working to pay her rent and college.

"this is your last year doing this crap Tash... Your last year then the nightmare will be over" said Tasha to herself before holding the pole head high, swing her leg around it then slightly turn. She smiled at the guys watching her then bent over exposing her round booty to them then shakes it a little.

Story of my life.

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Alright that is it for now I will post a new chapter again in two days I hope you enjoyed and thanks for reading my story XD plz comment and vote tell me what you think. should I continue or delete it.

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