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DARK HUMOR
CHAPTER ONE
“One, two, twirl, bend, curl, bend the knee, swing the head, come up slowly”
I chant the pole dance mantra in my head over and over again as I follow the command with my body. It’s something I’ve become accustomed to after working at the club for over five years but I still make sure to chant it in my head. It makes me feel like I’m following a command rather than a procedure, not that it makes it any better. But as I’m practising for my last show, I can’t help but be enthusiastic about it.
I’ve been working at Divine Pleasure strip club for over five years and although it was never my dream job, I’ve come to love it. The attention, the attraction, the slow seduction and the burning lust on the men’s face as the want in their crotch pulls them towards the unattainable temptation. I’ll never understand the logic of men that goes to strip club to watch girls get naked for them even though they can never touch them, but then, what do I care?
Working at Divine pleasure wasn’t my dream job but it was something that saved me from the bundles of debt I got myself soaked in after the death of my mother. My mother was in the hospital for over seven months with three surgeries before she finally lost her life to the last one. The debt accumulated over the months with no one to pay for them. I barely manage to...
“One, two, twirl, bend, curl, bend the knee, swing the head, come up slowly”
I chant the pole dance mantra in my head over and over again as I follow the command with my body. It’s something I’ve become accustomed to after working at the club for over five years but I still make sure to chant it in my head. It makes me feel like I’m following a command rather than a procedure, not that it makes it any better. But as I’m practising for my last show, I can’t help but be enthusiastic about it.
I’ve been working at Divine Pleasure strip club for over five years and although it was never my dream job, I’ve come to love it. The attention, the attraction, the slow seduction and the burning lust on the men’s face as the want in their crotch pulls them towards the unattainable temptation. I’ll never understand the logic of men that goes to strip club to watch girls get naked for them even though they can never touch them, but then, what do I care?
Working at Divine pleasure wasn’t my dream job but it was something that saved me from the bundles of debt I got myself soaked in after the death of my mother. My mother was in the hospital for over seven months with three surgeries before she finally lost her life to the last one. The debt accumulated over the months with no one to pay for them. I barely manage to...
