Don't Fall to Far From Where You Are

I tried to make my schedule of coverage for the shifts that Candy had been scheduled quiet, but the club was packed. Someone had leaked that Jessie James had returned from hiatus and was going to be dancing for the crowd tonight. I sat up in my apartment, getting ready. I touched up my makeup one last bit as I heard a knock on the door frame. I looked up in the mirror to see Brian. I smiled, “hey.”

“Damn,” he said admiring the view. I chuckled, standing up I pulled the white torn up tank on covering my pasties covered breast. I adjust the top, and he smiled ear to ear. “You have become such a beautiful woman.”

I smiled and kissed his cheek lightly, not to leave any lipstick. I grabbed the jacket, slipping it on my frame. I looked at the camera views as I walked out into my living room. I sighed and looked in the full-length mirror next to the door, fluffing my hair.

Brian smiled, “knock them out of their seats.”

We made our way down the steps and into the club. I made my way backstage and smiled at Vixen, “I’m ready.”

“About time,” she said and turned to look at me. “Holy fuck!”

“Right?” Brian said leaning on the doorframe.

“Your next up,” she smirked and walked out.

I followed slowly and stood backstage. I was going on center stage. It was the longest stage of the club. It had two poles towards the backside of the stage then one centered out in the club after a long walkway.

“Oh do we have a special for you all tonight,” Vixen said walking down the stage. “Judging by the turnout tonight, you already know who is next….” She walked around the pole and smiled, “you guys know and love her…Miss Jessie James…”

She walked off the stage and towards the side. The lights dimmed on the stage and I made my way out to the stage. I positioned myself on the floor between the two poles, back to the stage. Legs spread and bent at the knees, hands in my long locks. The music started, the lights came back on and I lowered my back slowly, arching, I threw my head back. I kicked my legs into the air; then spread them apart only to clank them together quickly.

“Would you die for me?” I rolled to my side and arched my back and kicked my legs back. “Yes…” I raised myself up slowly, walking down the stage seductively. I tossed my coat on to the stage, “would you live for me?” I reached the pole, grabbing it slowly, “yes…” I reached high pulling myself up, I pushed my hips back and spun slowly, “do not say this oath thoughtlessly…” I hooked my legs around the pole… “desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes power…”

I dropped my frame as the beat changed, “what’s that?” I hooked my hands in my hair as I arched my back, “I should kill everyone and escape?” I covered my mouth and giggled, “I’m kidding! Voices…” I grabbed the pole in my hand again, “that’s not what they really said…” I spun around, as there was a scream; I kicked my legs back, getting more speed.

I stopped spinning and slipped from the pole. Bowing and walking off. Nick one of the bouncers walked back, “that was stunning ma’am.” He handed me a clear zip bag of the money from the stage.

I smiled, “thanks.”

I took it into my office and sat down at the desk. I unlocked a drawer and slid it into the drawer. I looked up when I saw Vixen, “hey.”

“You got one more performance,” she said leaning on the door.

I nodded, “yeah, should be interesting to say the least.”

She smiled, “always is with you.”

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