After her sister dies, Violet has no other choice but to go work at a strip club. There she meets a cold hearted, killing man that, yet, has gentle and soft hands, that makes him seem like the perfect match.
His rough touch makes you want more, his...
"Are you sure you want to know about this?" I thought about it for just a second.
"Yep, pretty sure, I need the money, and I've got the body for it."
She chuckled then said OK and continued.
"Ok so her name is Lauren, but at the club, all of them have fake names, hers is Barbie, she's got blonde hair and blue eyes. Hint the name Barbie. She lives over in the suburbs of town. It's also the most famous club in New Orleans, so I mean they pay really, really good. She does some of the main things, she does pole dances all night sometimes, some people just pass her by, some watch. It just depends. Sometimes she does shows on stage where she does a bunch of different stuff, strip tease, pole dancing, working the crowd up with telling them what all the girls have prepared. Sometimes she does private dances or does shows for the VIPs. She does a little bit of everything. She will have to give you details though."
"Wow..."
"Yeah, I mean she is pretty good though, she has a lot of requests from the regulars. She says they always leave a higher tip than anyone else because she always give them that good of a time."
I chuckled at this.
"So when can I talk to your friend...?"
"I will call her when we get to work, and if you don't mind and she's not busy, then we can go after you get off work, It's Friday and you don't have to work until tomorrow night. But if you're to tired or she's busy then we can reschedule. "
"Um ok..that's fine I guess"
We arrive to the diner about 15 minutes later, we listened to music the rest of the way.
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Diner^^^
I already have my outfit on so all I had to do was go and clock in. There was nobody in here at the moment. The other waitress, Casandra, was leaning against the counter on her phone. We usually aren't very busy anytime after five. You'd think people would be coming by for supper, but not really. They all decide to go somewhere else apparently.
As we both walked in Casandra gave me a sour look. I gave her the same look back and she rolled her eyes. She goes to the same school as me, and we avoid each other unless we have to, due to work.
