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Maybe, he wasn’t that bad after all.
I have met other waitresses, as I got ready for the stage. There were just three of them. I wasn’t sure if three were enough to cover the whole for the club but I didn’t ask if there were more people around here.
I had already met Harley and she couldn’t stay with us because she needed to take care of some errands. The other two were with me. Salem and… No matter how many times I asked I forgot her name in a matter of seconds. Katherine? Kate? I was having a problem with these Kat variations of the name. I knew it was rude but she wasn’t talkative much and most of the time I forgot she was in the room with us, I have just let it go.
Most of my time I talked with Salem. I liked her a lot; she was like Harley—easy-going, talkative and fun. Salem was her nickname in the club, though. Her real name was Arianna Salem that I found it cool—it had a good ring. While everyone seemed like they were using nicknames in the club, I didn’t put so much thought to my fake name, either. I didn’t stress myself about their nicknames being real.
Veronica Sage was the other dancer. She was exotic and slightly intimidating. I didn’t know how I felt about her but something in her posture demanded respect and I liked it. She was older than all of us…early thirties, maybe. She had an Italian accent and Spanish looks. I wondered if she considered me as her opponent. I didn’t watch her dance on stage but I felt in my gut that she was good. I was sure she could just stand on the stage and men would get on their knees in front of her. That was how her aura was.
The door of the room opened and Harley poked her head inside.
“Club is full tonight. Earlier than ever. I’ve never seen the club packed like this. Sage, it is almost time for your show. Be ready in ten. Salem, no more chatting, girl. Come to help, I cannot manage by myself out there. Katia, hurry up! Pax needs an extra hand to mix drinks,” she announced or more likely ordered and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Katia, I repeated her name a few times silently, walked out the door in a hurry. All of a sudden everyone started moving frantically around me, I couldn’t keep up with their rhythm. Walking back toward the wall, I waited.
After a few minutes, Sage turned to face me.
“How do I look?” she asked with confidence, I found her question rhetorical but I eyed her sexy Flamenco outfit and answered anyway.
“Exotic and hot,” I said honestly. She looked at me as if she was shocked I even answered her. Finding it a little odd I straightened my back to her possible snarky comment but instead of a bitchy remark she smiled at me sweetly and winked at me before walking out the door.
When I was left alone in the room I started to add some makeup on my face. There wasn’t any place to sit but the make-up bench anyway. The room was messy with clothes everywhere after everyone got ready in the room in a hurry. I shook my head and checked myself in the mirror. Today, I was wearing a wicked cowgirl outfit. I didn’t have much clothing on my body but my favorites were the cowboy boots. They looked hot.
Almost thirty minutes later, when I heard the wolf whistles, I knew Sage’s show was about to finish. The whistles were supporting my theory of her being good. I was pacing in the room while waiting to be called from outside when the door swung open without a knock.
“Violet, come to my room after your show, love.” Will said without saying hi.
“Hi, boss. Okay, is everything alright?” I asked nervously.
“Yeah, love. Just some paperworks for you to sign,” he answered and I sighed in relief.
Before I got the chance to answer, someone announced my name; I quickly left the room and my boss behind.
I came to the dark stage and turned my back to the crowded room. From the corner of my eye, I saw Mike give me the signal to start and I moved my full hips side to side. If tonight the club was packed to the fullest, I knew I had to do my very best.
I closed my eyes and I did.
The applause and whistles filled the room when I was on the stage, wearing only my boy shorts and cowboy boots while my head down. I was suspended on the pole like a bat, with my legs wrapped around the pole by my ankles. It was the hardest pose I’d learned and now all my muscles were screaming at me but I was sure that I got attention from everyone in the club.
I waited until the stage darkened to move and then, jumped from the pole, quickly put my bra and shirt back on. As soon as I turned back to the backstage, my boss, Will Harrison, reminded me that he wanted to see me in his office. I was reluctant to go to his office or be alone with him, his arrogant way of talking made me uneasy but I knew he was my boss and I had to do whatever he told me to do.
As I walked toward his office Harley came behind us, running.
“Will, we need extra help in serving the drinks. VIP section needs more attention. The booths are full tonight,” she said frantically.
Will looked from her to me several times but finally sighed.
“Okay, take Violet with you. Show her the ropes,” he said to Harley and he looked at me again before he continued.
“If your help is needed here, you’ll jump in to help. I know we didn’t talk about what your job includes other than dancing, but I hope you are okay with it,” he said. He didn’t ask, didn’t give me any other option actually but I didn’t mind.
“I don’t mind helping. I was a waitress in a bar during my college years,” I answered and left the office with Harley.
“I’ll give you the VIP section. They may be bastards but they are elite enough. They won’t be a problem for you and there are just five booths so you’ll have to deal with dozen people or so,” she explained while we were walking down the hall.
“You’re very good at managing things in the club Harley,” I said and she laughed at me.
“I studied business management. That means, doll, I can be a leader when I want to. Also, I’ve been working here longer than the other girls so, I know the perks of the job.” she answered.
