The Start

"Lei are you up for your round?"

I smiled at Beck.

"Yup. Just doing my make-up."

"Look at you!" I giggled when Sarah hugged me from behind. "I told you to match your lipstick with your nail color."

"What am I, a flight attendant?"

"No. A cougar."

We both laughed at that.

Sarah sat down on the chair beside mine. I am doing my makeup for tonight's show. We are in the dressing room. In the crowded dressing room.

"So, I heard you are filing a resignation letter?"

I looked at her from the mirror. She did the same.

"Who told you?"

"Beck, of course."

I rolled my eyes. Beck is the one who got us here. Not in a negative way, though. He helped me a lot. Without him, I wouldn't be here since they didn't allow minors before. It's just, Beck is not a very good secret keeper. Once you tell him something interesting, be informed that everyone in this room will know it slowly soon. That's how he is.

"I told him I would think about it more."

"Well, that's not what he told me."

I applied my favorite perfume all over my body. Three things that men like; body, smell, body.

"Why are you thinking of resigning?"

"I was thinking of shifting places." I leaned on her. "And I found a better bar that offers more money."

She rolled her eyes. "And here I thought you were resigning because you found a better and a decent job."

"This is better." I shrugged. "Just not decent, I guess."

"When will you change your life? It's been almost five years, Lei. There are so many opportunities you can get if only you start being more decent."

I smiled and tapped her on her shoulder. "This is way better than anything else, Sarah."

I laughed when I saw how stressed she looked like.

"Lei, change your clothes now! You will be up next!" Beck yelled.

"Yes, daddy!"

I went to the fitting room. One of my co-dancers was there, fully naked.

We just laughed. I am used to seeing this. It would be much better if we had male dancers and you would just get to see their naked glory. I grinned at my thought.

"I know what you're thinking," Allison uttered.

I laughed and started removing my clothes. "What?"

"Glory," she moaned.

I laughed more. Yeah, I was thinking that. Just not the moan.

My costume is a pair of T-back underwear and a very slim bra. I brought short black stockings with designs that are so cute.

"I really like your body," Allison suddenly said.

"That's what we need to achieve."

I received that compliment a lot. I am skinny but with very toned skin and curved well. I am also tall and I think that shows the best of my thighs. Beck would always say that I have the sexiest body proportion of all of us here.

"Beck would be proud again," she said.

"He's always."

Beck is like a father to me. Although he has the heart of a mother. He told me when I was younger that my body had potential. That's why he did everything to let me in despite my age at that time.

"Will you stay here for tonight?" I asked Sarah.

She looked at me from head to toe. "You won't wear a wig?"

"No, I'm down. I like my hair flowing this time."

Her eyes narrowed. "Mister White is out of the crowd again?"

"Yeah, one time and since that one time, you refused to wear a wig anymore."

"I just started to love my hair."

"Whatever, the curls are killing it anyway."

I smiled at her remark and looked at myself in the reflection in the mirror. I curled it well.

"I'll stay tonight."

I nodded. "Wait for me, let's catch up."

"Deal," she said lazily.

I went up to the stage when it was my time. The blue shinning light reflected on me immediately as I started walking around the pole. One thing that I would be proud of: Beck taught me how to do pole dancing so sexyly.

Of course, the crowd went wild. For the years I have worked here, some known consumers know me already. And would always make me the reason why they'd come here.

I did a dirty dance up on the stage. I would also go down and try to seduce some guests as I sat on their lap and sometimes do the lap dance.

A man placed his hands on my waist and moved them up and down as I danced on top of him. The men he was with were cheering for him while they raised their beers in their hands.

"You're so hot," he whispered in my ear.

"You're so... hungry," I whispered back when I felt something poking me down there.

A devilish smile formed on my lips as I stood up and left him there. I continued dancing but I didn't take my eyes off of him, so I saw how much his lips parted and wanted more.

Stay tight there, old man.

I sat at one of the tables full of men when I was done dancing.

"So, what's your name?" asked the man, who immediately wrapped his arms about me.

"She has worked here for years and I'm telling you, she's really good," says his friend.

They all laughed and cheered. "Why did you taste her already?"

The man who complimented me just smirked and looked at me. He sipped his glass of alcohol.

"Oh, I smell something nice," says another man and laughed.

I shook my head. Lies to make people believe you had the best.

"Enjoy, gentlemen," I said and stood up.

They don't pay me. Beck is the only one who pays me, so it is my pledge to go out or stay in one's circle. Of course, except if they give me a large tip.

I've been here for so many years. I know well how the minds of these dorks work.

"Any luck?" Sarah asked when I sat beside her in the aisle.

"Ninety bucks."

"That's bad."

I gestured to Miles, the bartender, one drink.

"You know it will be deducted from your salary, right?" Miles teased.

I glared at him and acted like I was about to punch him in the face.

"Just give me!"

"Woah, chill, you're so hot."

"I know, right!"

Sarah made a face at him. "That's how you get a chill if you receive ninety bucks for the night."

Miles laughed so hard.

"It was six of them, okay? I've never been to other tables."

Sarah roamed her eyes around. "They are all... unavailable."

I rolled my eyes and drank my drink.

I rested on the aisle with my arms spread out. My eyes stopped when I saw a man sitting alone on the couch. He was only looking at the bottle on their table. He was in a VIP but he was alone. I wonder why.

I put my drink back on the aisle and walked away from Miles and Sarah.

"Hey, where are you going?" I heard lehr but I didn't look back.

I cleared my throat and applied a playful smile on my lips as I walked sexily on the man. He looks so fine and so... rich.

I smirked more as I thought of money. He looks like he can give me a house.

"Hey," I approached so sexy as I sat down beside him. I felt his hairy arms on my skin.

He was only wearing a white t-shirt and black pants.

He looked down at me with his eyebrows fighting. He didn't speak, though.

"Need some companionship?"

He only shook his head. He smoked and it was only when I realized he had a cigar on his fingers.

I took it out from him and smoked myself.

"You smoke?" he asked.

I smiled evilly when, at last, I heard him speak. I blew my first smoke on his face. He didn't buldge.

"So what is a handsome man doing so lonely here?"

"Should I answer you?"

He took the cigar out of my fingers and he smoked.

"Well..." I started letting my hand pass to his shoulder, down to his chest, and to his stomach. "If you want?"

He just stared at the crowd.

"I can make you happy," I whispered in his ears.

He turned to me and we were so close. I smiled when his nose almost touched mine because I was leaning on his shoulder.

"You're a hooker."

"Oh, that's not a nice word."

"A whore?"

I giggled. "Find out yourself."

I kissed him hard. I held his face and kissed him hard so he would respond immediately. I let my tongue slide inside his mouth when he still didn't move his lips. And when I did that, that's when he started kissing me back.

I chuckled in between our rough kisses when I felt his hand gripping my body. I was still wearing the costume so he had free access to my showing skin.

"O-Oh, hmm," I moaned when he circled his tongue inside me.

He's so good.

"This is what you want, right?" he whispered.

I chuckled but I was caught immediately when he conquered my lips. He gripped my waist and made me sit down on his lap. I started moving slowly. I want to feel him. I closed my eyes when he kissed me on my neck, sucking my skin so rough and sweet.

"O-Ohh," I moaned hard this time as my moves became faster. "Kiss me."

He helped me by gripping my waist and moving me back and forth. His hold was so firm that all I did was follow. I put my hand on his chest and the other on his knee so I could keep my balance. My moves became faster as he stared at me full of lust.

"Whore," he whispered.