crawl into my bed and cuddle with my cats. This was my last time on stage for the night. I changed into a sequined, red tube dress and made my way over to the stage.
“Coming up to the main stage is the fabulous Faith.” Johnny announced me as I made my way up the few steps. I wiped the pole down with a towel.
The music began to play as I made my way back to the center of the stage. Placing my right hand high on the pole I lifted my right leg up, bent at the knee and twirled myself around it. Ending with my back against it, I lowered myself into a squat as I extended my right leg out and pushed my body away from the pole, rolling over so that I was now on my stomach. I pressed my body so that I was rocking back on my hands and knees. My legs spread so that my ass was the main focus.
I let the music take over my body as I went from one customer to the next. Each one got a floor show before I pushed my breasts into their face, and then whispered thank you into their ear before holding out the strap of my T-bar for my tip. Before I knew it, the song was over. I gathered my things and made my way over to the far stage.
“Faith is moving down to the far stage to grace you with her presence. Please welcome to the main stage the magnificent Melody.” A fast-paced song came on and I again started twirling myself around the pole. One of these days when I could finally grow my hair out I would be able to do more than just that. I was too afraid to do any pole tricks. My wig was liable to fly off and land in some guy’s lap.
I went around the stage stopping at each guy who had a folded up dollar bill sitting on the stage in front of him. I did a floorshow, spreading my legs in front of them before rubbing my breasts against their face. I made my way through all the guys who had tips out and then went back to the pole. I closed my eyes and let my body move to the music as I danced around the pole. It seemed only seconds later that the song was over. I picked up my dress and started walking toward the dressing room.
As I was trying to make my way through the crowd heading for the dressing room, an older man stopped me. He reached out from his seat and grabbed my arm. “Hey,” I said as I forced a smile on my face and looked down at him.
“Have a seat, maybe a drink.” He leaned up and spoke to me.
“Sure,” I replied as I tried to take the seat next to him, only to have him pull me onto his lap.
“Faith, is it?” He whispered into my ear with his hot breath against my ear making me want to vomit.
“It is. And what’s your name, handsome?” I asked him with my best fake smile on my face.
“Vic. How about a drink, Faith?”
“Actually, I was headed to the dressing room. How about I do that, and I will be right back here before you know it.”
“Or you can take me to the back and give me a private dance.” He grinned at me, revealing his white teeth that were glowing under the black lights making him look even more creepy.
“Sure thing, Vic. Are you ready now?”
“Lead the way, beautiful.”
I got up from his lap, his hand still attached to my arm. We made our way to the private dance area and found an empty spot. He sat down and I stood between his thighs with my back to him. Slowly I rolled my hips as I moved closer to him. When my ass was pressed against his chest I leaned back and slid myself down the front of him before stopping and turning around. Straddling his left leg I brushed my breasts in his face. Making sure to move down not up, because he had a short beard and I didn’t need beard rash between my boobs. Talk about attractive, red rash-like bumps on my chest. I made that mistake once and that was enough.
Vic smelled like stale cigars and liquor. I tried to keep my distance from him so I didn’t have to smell his stench. When the song was over I stood up and moved as far away from him as possible.
He handed me a wad of money and I walked him out, stopping at the bouncer right outside the
“Coming up to the main stage is the fabulous Faith.” Johnny announced me as I made my way up the few steps. I wiped the pole down with a towel.
The music began to play as I made my way back to the center of the stage. Placing my right hand high on the pole I lifted my right leg up, bent at the knee and twirled myself around it. Ending with my back against it, I lowered myself into a squat as I extended my right leg out and pushed my body away from the pole, rolling over so that I was now on my stomach. I pressed my body so that I was rocking back on my hands and knees. My legs spread so that my ass was the main focus.
I let the music take over my body as I went from one customer to the next. Each one got a floor show before I pushed my breasts into their face, and then whispered thank you into their ear before holding out the strap of my T-bar for my tip. Before I knew it, the song was over. I gathered my things and made my way over to the far stage.
“Faith is moving down to the far stage to grace you with her presence. Please welcome to the main stage the magnificent Melody.” A fast-paced song came on and I again started twirling myself around the pole. One of these days when I could finally grow my hair out I would be able to do more than just that. I was too afraid to do any pole tricks. My wig was liable to fly off and land in some guy’s lap.
I went around the stage stopping at each guy who had a folded up dollar bill sitting on the stage in front of him. I did a floorshow, spreading my legs in front of them before rubbing my breasts against their face. I made my way through all the guys who had tips out and then went back to the pole. I closed my eyes and let my body move to the music as I danced around the pole. It seemed only seconds later that the song was over. I picked up my dress and started walking toward the dressing room.
As I was trying to make my way through the crowd heading for the dressing room, an older man stopped me. He reached out from his seat and grabbed my arm. “Hey,” I said as I forced a smile on my face and looked down at him.
“Have a seat, maybe a drink.” He leaned up and spoke to me.
“Sure,” I replied as I tried to take the seat next to him, only to have him pull me onto his lap.
“Faith, is it?” He whispered into my ear with his hot breath against my ear making me want to vomit.
“It is. And what’s your name, handsome?” I asked him with my best fake smile on my face.
“Vic. How about a drink, Faith?”
“Actually, I was headed to the dressing room. How about I do that, and I will be right back here before you know it.”
“Or you can take me to the back and give me a private dance.” He grinned at me, revealing his white teeth that were glowing under the black lights making him look even more creepy.
“Sure thing, Vic. Are you ready now?”
“Lead the way, beautiful.”
I got up from his lap, his hand still attached to my arm. We made our way to the private dance area and found an empty spot. He sat down and I stood between his thighs with my back to him. Slowly I rolled my hips as I moved closer to him. When my ass was pressed against his chest I leaned back and slid myself down the front of him before stopping and turning around. Straddling his left leg I brushed my breasts in his face. Making sure to move down not up, because he had a short beard and I didn’t need beard rash between my boobs. Talk about attractive, red rash-like bumps on my chest. I made that mistake once and that was enough.
Vic smelled like stale cigars and liquor. I tried to keep my distance from him so I didn’t have to smell his stench. When the song was over I stood up and moved as far away from him as possible.
He handed me a wad of money and I walked him out, stopping at the bouncer right outside the
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