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“And we’ll make bank,” Leeah adds.
“We’ll make enough money that Amanda won’t have to finish law school,” Megan says, smiling. “She can walk into her exam with her middle fingers held high and tell them all to fuck off. She’d rather shake her pussy for cash.”
Amanda cackles. “That’s exactly what I would say. But I have to admit that I love arguing with people.”
“You sure do,” Leeah agrees.
Amanda gives her the side eye, but grins.
We get inside and spend the next hour getting ourselves dressed as the clock strikes nine. Night crew is rolling in and the day crew is walking out; complete with two newbies who replaced Lola and Candy. Aaron stopped back a little while ago to get the song schedule from us and make sure nothing changed.
He’s such a sweet guy.
“There’s my girls,” Vanessa sings as she enters the changing room.
We all stand and walk over to give her a hug before sitting back down to put the finishing touches on our faces.
“We’re super excited for tonight,” Vanessa continues. “Tommy already said he won’t be stopping by tonight. He’s not feeling the greatest and he still has some small plans to finalize for the event in two days. Are you girls excited?” She’s shaking her hips and putting her arms up in the air like she’s about to dance to a Mariachi song.
“I know I am,” I say, remembering that Tommy told me to be on my best behavior.
Megan and Amanda start dancing, and Leeah just nods sweetly.
We’re quite the crew.
“You’re up first,” Vanessa says to me, snapping her fingers and giving me a wink. “I hope whatever you have planned tonight gives the audience an idea of what’s to come the night of the event.”
I smile, knowing that I already have something up my sleeve for tonight. “I definitely came prepared,” I assure her.
Vanessa squeals and I get a questioning look from my friends. I haven’t really told anyone what I had planned for tonight. I know that my friends wouldn’t let it slip, but I still don’t trust Geani and how she finds things out so quickly. She’s like a damn hemorrhoid that won’t go away.
“What is it you have up your sleeve?” Megan asks, squatting on my lap and rolling her body like I’m paying her for a show.
I reach into my bag that’s sitting on my vanity top and pull out a dollar bill, slipping it into the slit on the purple outfit I bought for her. “I guess you’ll have to wait and see.”
She pulls the bill from her side and winks at me. “Thanks, dollface. Save a private show for me.”
I blow her a kiss and smack her ass. “You know it.”
The music thumps through the speakers as the intro to “The Rush” by JJ Wilde begins to play. Aaron flips the switch and lights up my body as I hang upside down from the pole with one hand on my throat and the other on my stomach.
I’m ready for this.
All eyes are on me as I slowly slide down the pole, running my hands all over my exposed, tattooed skin.
The outfits I got for the four of us were matching, but mine was the most revealing. I knew I had to bring it tonight and I wasn’t taking any chances on what I wore.
The black shimmering skirt hugs my hips, but leaves very little to the imagination for what lingers between my thighs. My top is a t-shirt style that dips way lower than it should, causing me to use tape on my breasts. My fishnet stockings reach from my hips to my ankles where they meet the tall, black, leather platform boots I bought.
I look fucking hot.
I run a finger over the tattoo on my hip and bite my lip while keeping my eyes closed for a dramatic effect.
My hands move up over my head to feel for the floor when it’s within reaching distance as I continue to slide down. I lower myself all the way to the stage and slither my body onto the floor, opening my eyes and looking around.
I spy two women, one of which will be part of my plan for this evening’s show.
Arching my back, I run my hands along my body and move my hips to the beat of the song. It’s intense, just as this night will be.
