Getting a taste of just how much money I spent a month in bills had my blood pressure at an all-time high.
My mom's health insurance was crap and expected high ass deductibles just to not pay for certain medications and treatments she needed according to her doctors. Groceries were at an all-time high because my mom sat around the apartment snacking all day and the electric bill was so much higher since she was home all day.Since it was summer and I had no plans on going to school, I began working double shifts just for ends to barely meet. I worked my usual six to two and then took on the full graveyard until nine. When I'd get home, I would shower, take my mom to her endless doctor appointments, and grocery shop, and then get home and take a nap before starting all over.I was running on fumes and the only thing that made me feel recharged was when James would call me in the middle of my first shift and we would chat for about an hour while he studied fI hang up the phone and look down at the screen. I lean against the stool I brought to the counter from the back office and close my eyes. All I can hear is the girl yelling his name. I wonder if it's Sarah.A little while later, Kimmy and Hayley show up and my mood brightens a little. Hayley sits on the counter and Kimmy leans against her and eyes me with her flirty eyes."So, how's tonight been treating you?""Same as usual. You?""We got to dance for that rapper from California. The one with the gold teeth."I grin at her and shake my head. "And how was that?""Kimmy had him sign her ass for her. I took a picture. Do you want to see?"Before I could answer, she pulls up her phone and shows me a picture of Kimmy bent of the guy's knee with a marker in hand and a giant grin on his face. Kimmy is looking at the camera with her mouth open in a laugh.I smiled down at the picture and chew on my bottom lip. "That's
I held my breath as the phone rang and began feeling nervous. I didn't even know if I still wanted to do this, now that it was day time and I had all night to think about it. But as my mom emerged from her bedroom yawning with her legs looking more swollen than usual, I felt my resolve harden."Hey, baby." He said as he answered the phone. I smiled at the sound of his voice."Hey, did I catch you at a good time?""Yup. Just woke up. I have a few hours before we take off to go bowling.""Bowling?" He chuckled. "Yeah, you know where you throw giant heavy balls to a bunch of pins at the end of a lane and wear funny shoes?""I know what bowling is, smart ass." I rolled my eyes and he chuckled again. "I just didn't know you liked bowling.""I didn't. I mean, I only went as a kid, but it's not too bad.""That sounds fun. Not really, but you do you I guess."I smiled and he laughed. He sounded so happy, I won
My nerves were shot and I felt like I was sweating through every layer of clothes I was wearing. My hands were shaking and I couldn't stop jiggling my knee, no matter how much Kimmy kept telling me to calm down.I wasn't even dancing yet, I was just interviewing with Kade, but I was so scared and nervous. He was like a freaking millionaire running this place along with a few others throughout the United States.And his clubs were the epitome of classy. They were for businessmen and high-dollar guests. Yes, the average person could get in if they had the money, but he catered to the likes of celebrities and hotel moguls and such."What if he doesn't like me?"Kimmy snorted and shook her head. Today she was wearing a simple pair of jeans and a cute crop top but still looked stunning as hell. Her hair was made up in a messy bun that looked flawlessly perfect on her and her makeup was minimal. She had on a clear gloss and nude eyeshadow with some masc
I worked my ass off for the audition. I meant that as literally as I could get. Kimmy was a good coach at helping me with the dance moves and teaching me when and how to remove my top during the dance, which was kind of embarrassing, but I knew it was necessary.It was uncomfortable for the first few times, but after doing the dance routine over and over again, it became easier to let her see me half nude on the little stage of the studio where she and a few other girls practiced. Kade owned the building, and a few of the girls who worked for him would go and work out there and practice new routines and such.A lot of them were so supportive of me and helped Kimmy coach me for the audition that by the time the audition came, I felt pretty confident.That is until I stepped into the studio where it was being held and saw a few men and women with expensive-looking clothes milling around, watching the other women dance. Even Kade made an appearance, which mad
Now that my audition was done, I expected to feel less nervous about all of this, but my stomach wouldn't quit with the butterflies. We lounged around for the remainder of the auditions and when Kade stood up, everyone quite literally stopped breathing."Women! You all did amazing! I will get in touch with the lucky ones by tomorrow evening. Until then, have a great evening!"He clapped his giant hands together and I took a deep breath. So tomorrow evening. I closed my eyes, hoping that I didn't do all of this in vain. The girls took me out to an early dinner since I was due at my job right after and while we ordered, Marlene walked in with Justice. I don't know why, but I felt completely embarrassed to be seen by her and I think the guilt from what I did today had something to do with it."Kelly! How are you? You haven't come by to see us in a while! Hello girls!""Hello, Mrs. Starr!" The girls said in unison, grinning at
JamesI stared at her picture for a long time, feeling homesick as hell. I swallowed hard and set my phone aside, keeping the picture facing us as I started in on my twenty page essay I had to write about technology and innovation management. I sighed deeply as I typed away and rubbed my eyes tiredly. I glanced at her photo every now and then to give me more motivation, but all it did was make me miss home more.After writing the same shit again, I quit and pushed my laptop aside and grabbed my phone. I pulled up her number and dialed her number.It was a weekday, but I knew she'd be at work, so I hoped that she could answer my call. It rung a couple of times before she answered and just hearing her voice made me feel relaxed."Hello?""Hey, baby, what are you up to?""Work. Like usual. And you?""Just thinking about you.""Aww. You're so sweet. What did you do today?""A ton of bullsh*t work.
My muscles were sore and my stomach was flooded with butterflies. I peeked out of the curtain and saw the giant room full of half-dressed women walking around in g-strings and garters. Beautiful women.Men were lounging around drinking and talking, their eyes always glued to one woman or another, sitting in their laps or dancing in front of them. I got the job. Since it was a trial run, I would only be serving drinks for the weekend, topless, and sitting and chatting (flirting) with the clientele. Kimmy and Hayley said that it was the easiest job to start with and they still got tipped big for it in the beginning. I was almost afraid that I wouldn't.I knew I wasn't ugly, but I was lacking their self-confidence. I shook my hands to get rid of my nerves and blew out a breath. I took one last look in the mirror back in the large, lavish dressing rooms. My hair was in soft waves and my makeup, done by Kimmy, was smoky. I looked hot, but my stomach was not ag
His eyes were full of lust as I slowly slid out of his lap, bending over in front of him to grab my tray. He brought his hand up to his mouth, biting his knuckle as I straightened up. That was one other thing the girls told me worked wonders."I'll be around." I husked at him. He nodded as I went to the bar upstairs and got more drinks. Behind the bar, we each had our place to keep our tips and I deposited mine quickly with a small smile.I made my rounds, flirting with a few guys as I went, but as I promised, I visited the older gentleman's table more often, receiving tips from the other two men as well as my first one every time I'd sat and had a chat with them.So far, no touching had occurred, which was a relief to me, but maybe these guys knew the rules and wanted to keep coming back.After serving them most of the night, the man told me to call him Dave. His other friends were Ethan and Daniel. They often frequented on Saturday nights and re