Today I was being trained by some of the strippers at the club.
I never thought j would end up this low. But it's not because I want to do it, but because I need the money.
If you were in my position you would understand.
I sighed as they handed me the tiniest clothes they probably had.
"I can't wear this" I told Jennifer
"You have to sweetie" she looked at me.
"I won't feel comfortable"
"Come on! You have a fuckable body, this would make everyone drool over you" she smirked at me.
"Did you just fucking say that?" I laughed.
"Oh i sure did" she laughed as well.
"Well, in that case... You have a fuck-able body too" I looked at her. "Okay now this is weird" I laughed.
"Yes it is but you'll get used to it"
I grabbed the clothes and walked to the changing room to change.
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I stripped down to my undergarments. Thankfully I wore my best undergarments.
I put on the shirt that made my boobs poop out more. The skirt really didn't cover anything.
I walked out. Jennifer grinned at me and clapped her hands.
"Finally, someone that can rock this outfit" she cheered.
She's too happy for my liking.
We walked outside to where they do their thing. The club was closed in the moment. It opens up at eleven in the morning, and I mean we get busy all the time. Sometimes I wish men would be more decent but there is not one in this world. All they want is to be pleasured.
A couple of guys have asked, for you know what. I had declined so many times I couldn't even count.
But that was broken when I was in so much trouble and needed the money.
I regret doing it. Thankfully I met Nick that same year so he helped me and he begged for me to stop, which I did.
Nick may be a dick sometimes but he has got my back since day one.
The girls started to show me simple things. They gave me tips. I hated doing this because you had to act sexy and shit. And I sure don't know how to do that, one because I'm not even pretty. I will probably ruin the business here.
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Today I had therapy so I got to leave early which I thanked therapy for saving my ass.
It was only three and I left at five. Two more hours of this.
I was actually getting the hang of it. They said that the best crowd is during the night because that's when the rich people come, which is actually true.
People had requested for lap dancing but I wasn't doing that. I was only on stage. Frank was watching me at the moment. He had a smirk on his face. He's so disgusting.
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I grabbed my bag and went to change in the bathroom.
I quickly changed and put my hair in a pony tail.
I opened the door to exit but was stopped by Frank.
"Elizabeth, you did good. Send me your bra size and panties so I can get you new... Well everything." He said.
I nodded my head. I tried to exit but he put both hands on the frame of the door.
"I'm not done" he stepped in.
"What are you doing?" I asked confused as he closed the door.
"Nothing, calm down." He leaned closer to me. I backed away.
"Back off" I pushed him off of me.
"Come on babe, we will have so much fun"
"For the fucking last time, leave me alone" I pushed past him.
This wasn't the first time. It has happened several times but thankfully he has never touched me.
"Whatever, just send me what I asked for through message" he said.
"Sure will" I quickly made my way towards the back doors.
I quickly exited the alley. It was day time so I wasn't afraid to walk through here but at nights I was always freaked out.
To Nick:
Going to therapy.
I had to inform him when I was going to therapy because he always liked to pick me up.
He didn't reply. He usually replied back quickly.
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"Don't you fucking dare say that ever again" I spat at the lady that had made me very angry.
"Elizabeth, you can't keep running from your problems" she said.
"I'm not fucking running from my problems" I angry got up.
"Yes you are" she said calmly.
"Like always I come here to waist my fucking time" I slammed my hands on her desk which caused her to jump in fright.
"You were doing so well" she said.
"I'm gone" I said walking out her doors and not returning.
I walked out the building I had dreaded so much.
She has no right to tell me what I feel. She doesn't know what I feel.
I for some reason found myself calling someone I've been calling for a while now.
I don't know why I did it but I did.
I wanted to.
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Sorry this chapter is shit.
