Three years ago, I had everything. I was in an elite university on a scholarship; of course, the poor don’t really catch such breaks, and I was on my way to a cushy job after graduation, then…it all slipped from my fingers. "Beautiful." Wanda utters as she puffs the curls of my reddish-brown hair over my shoulders to cover the excess of my breasts that the flimsy gemstone bra does not. I am a dancer in the strip club, but on auction night, I avoid the stage and opt to waitress instead. The auction is simple: a dancer dances on the stage, and at the end of their performance, they are ‘auctioned off’ for a private lap dance in one of the VIP rooms. I hate VIP rooms. Yes, there is security, but they still work under the sleaze Dominic, so of course, there have been cases of the dancers overdosing on drugs they were forced to take. "Do you have to use the black eye contacts? Your ruby eyes are gorgeous?” Wanda asks as she packs up. “Plus, customers pay more for exotic messes." Exo
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