"Calli, are you almost ready?" Calli slipped on her other heel and quickly dug through the pile of clothes on her bed for something to wear. She eventually found a cotton dress that she decorated with a brown belt. After checking herself in the mirror, she exited her room and met her already dressed friend, Kacey, by the door.

"Jaquelynn called, she said that the place is super busy tonight and there's lots of good tippers." She felt the corner of her lips tugging into a smile as she heard her friend speak. This meant that she would be making quite a bit of money tonight and it was a good thing because she had been wanting to go shopping for some time now.

"Good because I'm on stage A tonight." Kacey turned her head slightly, trying to watch the road as they made there way to work. Her eyes went wide and her mouth hung agape with shock.

"This is like, the tenth day in a row Kev's put you on the front stage. Don't you ever get the back? And I haven't seen you on even stage D or E since your first year here! " Kacey wasn't mad and she really wasn't all too surprised. Calli was the best dancer she had ever laid eyes on. She had never seen anyone move so naturally on the pole and be as graceful as Calli was. It was as if she were born to do this kind of thing.

"Well, at least we can go shopping this weekend because I'm on stage B and C for the next three nights." Calli slumped down in her seat and Kacey took notice.

"Don't tell me you're working again! Calli, we've been planning this forever!" She felt guilty immediately.

"I'll make it up to you, I promise. Look, take off work the weekend of July 4th. We'll go on a road trip to Vegas." Calli knew she had been let off the hook as soon as she saw her friend's grin.

"Alright, but I'm holding you to it," Kacey told her friend. Calli just smiled and reached over to turn up the radio.

"We're here. You ready?" Calli looked at the blonde beside her cockily.

"Baby, I was born ready." And with that, the duo entered the club.

***

"Calli, that must have been the best performance of your life! After watching that, I wanted to bang you," A friend of Calli's named Bianca gushed.

"Oh thanks, Bee! You'll do good too, I'm sure." Bianca smiled and left abruptly, Calli only assumed it was her time to go on stage. Bianca was a talented dancer herself so when she complemented Calli, it really boosted her self-esteem.

Calli quickly hung the outfit she had been wearing during the beginning of her show on it's hanger and grabbed her purse. She pulled from it a black dress made of a silky fabric and pulled it over her half naked frame. The dress clung to her curves, a small bit of fabric was cut out on both of her sides and the front dipped down to a few inches below her bust. She decided to borrow Kacey's heels, as well. They were a brick red color and each of the shoes heels were decorated in rhinestones.

After fixing her hair and making a few makeup corrections, Calli left from the back room and entered the main area of the club. She laughed softly as she watched many men and a few women drooling over her friends. She couldn't judge though, after all she worked there and she was getting paid more than enough for those same men and women to watch her take her clothes off.

"Hey baby doll, how was your shift?" Calli glanced up just after sitting down at the bar to find it's tender behind the counter.

"Hi Katie, my shift was great. You look like you're getting pretty decent business yourself." She gestured to the few dozen men sitting at and around the bar.

"Yeah, we're slammed tonight. I saw your show just now and I almost creamed my pants." Calli giggled and thanked her kindly.

"Your usual?" Katie took a margarita glass down and began preparing Calli's drink before she even had time to answer.

She began sipping at the fruity drink and turned around in her seat to face the stages. She had a clear view of stage C, where she watched one of the new girls dance. She had potential to be an amazing dancer, she just needed some practice. But, sloppy or not, as the girl continued to dance, Calli noticed a small feeling of desire begin to brew in her lower stomach.

"So you're the infamous Kandy Kiss? You're even hotter up close." On any usual day, Calli would have poured her drink on any man who had said such a thing, but with that lingering feeling in the pit of her stomach, she took the bait.

"Thanks, and it's Calli by the way." Although it may sound conceited, Calli got bland compliments like that on an everyday basis, so hearing it from this man was no different.

She turned away from the stages and faced him, taking in his appearance. His black hair was spiked upward in an almost careless manner. His thin lips curved into a smile as she looked at him and she took immediate notice to his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes. If anything was, brown eyes were most defiantly Calli's weakness. She just couldn't resist them.

Calli knew by this point that she wanted this man now but - against her wishes - she continued the conversation in an attempt to not seem desperate.

"So, how'd you get started in a place like this?" Calli knew what he meant. No stripper really planned on becoming a stripper. Each one had a story as to why they did though, and he wanted to know hers.

"I've been here for years. I moved here from Louisiana." That was a lie but she tried to give out as little information as she could. It wasn't personal, she just didn't like her one night stands to know too much about her. After all, you never know when you're going to catch a stalker.

Her eyes made their way down from his face to his arms that were covered in ink which just added to his over all 'bad-boy' look.

"I like your tattoos," Calli said and sipped at her drink.

"Thanks, you got any of your own?" She flipped her arms over to reveal one five digit number on each wrist.

"Dates?"

"Yeah one for my mom, the other for my dad." He nodded, and continued.

"Birth dates?" She contemplated on what to say next. After all, she was trying to get it in not make the poor man depressed.

"Something like that." He really didn't react much to her answer so she wasn't quite sure if he had believed her. His phone started vibrating on the bar, but after looking at the caller I.D, he ignored it.

"Wife?" Calli's smile faded a bit as she began thinking about the fact that she was going to have to find a whole new guy to take him. She had a strong belief in respect and she would never sleep with a taken man.

"No, thank God. Ex-girlfriend, actually. That's what brings me here." As impatient as she was, Calli decided to push the conversation up a notch, now that she knew he wasn't committed to anyone.

"Oh, well I know one thing that can take your mind off of her. But it can get quite expensive." Calli winked at him and he pulled his wallet from his back pocket and laid down two crisp twenties on the bar for their drinks.

"I'm sure I can handle it." He stood, and she stood along with him. He took her hand and lead her to the front entrance of the club.

"By the way, I'm Brian."