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Post by keirafernon on Jan 17, 2011 20:34:26 GMT -5
Monday nights tended to be rather slow at her job. The rain was unusually hard today which limited the amount of customers they would have gotten. Combined with the fact that it was the first day in the work week, Keira knew that it would be slow tonight. Dressed in the typical waitress uniform for the establishment – a white see through t-shirt that showcased the neon pink bra that held her ample breasts and black booty shorts with white sneakers – she began to make her rounds throughout the sparsely filled strip club. The newer strippers always worked as waitresses on the days that ran at a snail’s pace. The one thing that they had to agree on was if the customer still wished to use them for extra services, they had to do it. It was how the manager made extra money on these days, plus each girl that worked needed the extra money that they got from these favors they gave out.
It was approaching eleven o’ clock and Keira sighed to herself upon thinking about how in an hour or so she would be stripping. The manager always had them switch after four hours of waiting tables. So far no one had asked her for sexual favors tonight. That wasn’t all that abnormal since she was the newest girl that worked there. It had only been a month since she had started working at the club, but so far she had been able to handle everything that had been thrown her way. It wasn’t that hard to have men look at her and remain looking at her while she performed. Hell, she had men looking at her when she wasn’t performing. Looking up at the clock above the bar, Keira took another deep breath as the time drew closer to the time of her performance. Hopefully she wouldn’t be getting any creeps tonight. Creeps were not what she wanted to deal with.
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Post by SASUKE ZENGEN on Jan 17, 2011 20:50:00 GMT -5
A red sleek corvette is seen speeding into Seattle with the music turned up loud.The driver has a black jacket with a open zipper . He has a collar around his neck and there is a cross hanging from the collar.His black jeans have belt straps around the legs and arms. His has red covered short motorcycle gloves. He comes to a stoplight, and then he looks to the right side and a bunch of teenager hooligans pull up next to him and taunt him. he shrugs hit off and then when the green light appears he revs up and speeds away.
He finally comes to a establishment worth stopping off at.He pulls into the Parking lot and finds a parking space . He pulls into the parking space and He gets out . He looks at his black bags in the back of his car and was hoping that he would not have to use his weapons tonight. He hoped that his target was not here. The bouncers at the doors ask for his id. He shows it to them and they let him walk through the doors.
He stands in the front of the club and sees what he came here for. He saw a walkway where strippers were showing their stuff off to any schmuck willing to give his money away for a cheap thrill.He walks to the runway where a stripper dressed in a schoolgirl's outfit is swinging on a pole seductively. This schmuck with a scraggly beard and most of his teeth missing leaned over waving a dollar bill around. The stripper showed him her thong and let him put the bill into it.
A waitress came up to him and asked what he wanted: Sasuke said" Well i would like a tall bud weiser and a chaser of you giving me a lap dance doll"
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Post by keirafernon on Jan 18, 2011 17:53:04 GMT -5
Each time the door opened to let in a new customer, her eyes darted to the side to see who it was. Over the past couple of years she had become paranoid about men and who might have been sent after her to bring her back to her maker. Between him hunting her down and the mercenaries he had hired to hunt her down, paranoia was becoming like a second nature to her. So far only two mercenaries had tracked her down so far, and she had easily dispatched them. They had been vampires and so the chance of her being brought back to her maker alive had been slim. Killing them had been the only option.
Her body stiffened as a familiar scent filled the room; the closing of the front door closing off the wind that had brought in the scent. A vampire? In this hell hole? Either the vampire was a horn dog or something else was up, no pun intended. A little smile passed her lips when she saw him sit in Shelley’s – a fellow waitress and stripper – area of the club. Unfortunately for him, she was going to be one of the first one’s up once the other girls got done with their routines. Grabbing an unopened Budweiser from the counter, she quickly moved towards the table where Shelly was about to go retrieve his drink. “Hey, Shelley. Let me handle this. You should go get ready.” The girl looked relieved before she made her escape. Looking down at the guy now in front of her, she couldn’t help noticing that he was pretty damn good to look at despite his vampirism.
“I am so sorry, sir. Shelley has to get ready for her performance.” Her eyes followed the body of the redhead as she went into a door next to the bar. Sighing inwardly, the young woman focused her attentions on the man in front of her and gave him a little smile. “Now what was the other thing you wanted from Shelley, sir? I am sure I can give you what she would have and even more.” She said with a wink before placing his drink on the table, making sure that her ample cleavage was in direct line of his vision.
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Post by SASUKE ZENGEN on Jan 18, 2011 20:42:09 GMT -5
“I am so sorry, sir. Shelley has to get ready for her performance.” Her eyes followed the body of the redhead as she went into a door next to the bar. Sighing inwardly, the young woman focused her attentions on the man in front of her and gave him a little smile. “Now what was the other thing you wanted from Shelley, sir? I am sure I can give you what she would have and even more.” She said with a wink before placing his drink on the table, making sure that her ample cleavage was in direct line of his vision.
He said ok i guess that is a good reason to leave . I hope she is good.He smiled and said" Well i asked for a budweiser and a lap dance.I have the budweiser in my hand . So you know what that would leave.I bet you could give me what she could and a lot more. What would you name be miss? You can call me sasuke. "He looked at her legs and slowly his head increased in height. he was at her waist and boy was she hot. Then his head began rising and it got to her chests and his face developed a smile and he finally saw her face and beautiful lips.He grabbed his beer and raised it up and the beer started to flow from the beer to his mouth and ending up going down his throat. It felt good going down.
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Post by keirafernon on Jan 19, 2011 19:23:46 GMT -5
Amusement rolled throughout her body as she looked down at this man, though the correct term would be vampire, and observed the excitement he so desperately appeared to crave. Why would a guy that had this appearance have to buy someone to give him a lap dance? He wasn’t all that bad looking compared to the majority of the creeps that popped up in this establishment which made her wonder if he had something else wrong with him besides the whole vampirism thing. Oh well. If he paid her well and didn’t try to kill her, then she shouldn’t analyze him too much. It wasn’t all that hard to do anyway. Placing her tray down next to the table, Keira gracefully moved in front of him and gave him a smile. A new song began to play in the club and she knew that it was time to begin. The rules of the club were pretty lax about what to do during a lap dance. It was required for her to take off everything except for her undergarments or else the manager would probably fire her for not following his “protocol” regarding these dances.
Licking her lips she pulled her shirt off slowly, revealing her full breasts encased in that neon pink silk bra and her milky white skin. Bending forward so that her breasts were pretty much in Sasuke’s face she pulled down her shorts and smiled as some men behind her got an eyeful of her matching pink thong. She turned around to wave at the men before bending over in front of the strange vampire and began to shake her butt, moving her hips side to side like she used to do when she went clubbing on her days off. When she thought he had his fill, she turned back around and gracefully straddled his hips. “Since you were so kind to share me your name, let me tell you mine. My name is Keira.” The young woman whispered into his ear huskily; her slender arms wrapping around his neck as she brought their bodies closer. Her crotch rubbed against the crotch of his pants, feeling something stir underneath her. At least it appeared that he was enjoying it.
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Post by SASUKE ZENGEN on Jan 19, 2011 19:41:41 GMT -5
Licking her lips she pulled her shirt off slowly, revealing her full breasts encased in that neon pink silk bra and her milky white skin. Bending forward so that her breasts were pretty much in Sasuke’s face she pulled down her shorts and smiled as some men behind her got an eyeful of her matching pink thong. She turned around to wave at the men before bending over in front of the strange vampire and began to shake her butt, moving her hips side to side like she used to do when she went clubbing on her days off. When she thought he had his fill, she turned back around and gracefully straddled his hips. “Since you were so kind to share me your name, let me tell you mine. My name is Keira.” The young woman whispered into his ear huskily; her slender arms wrapping around his neck as she brought their bodies closer. Her crotch rubbed against the crotch of his pants, feeling something stir underneath her. At least it appeared that he was enjoying it.
He was sitting down with the lady standing in front of him in nothing but a pink silk bra , Then he saw a pair of breasts coming towards his face. He liked what he saw.The one thing he was sorry about is that his target he was supposed to be after is the one that is giving him a performance .She gave him her name and her arms wrapped around his neck and then their bodies were pressed together.The way he showed his pleasure she felt from underneath her.
Sasuke said"You are one hot lady Keira and maybe after you are done doing your job we can continue this later on.I will be staying here all night. That is if you are going to be stripping on the walkway. I will make it a nice productive night." Sasuke grabbed his wallet and pulled out a 50 dollar bill. He handed it to her. He reached out with his arms and felt her legs and going up and down and a smile arose on his face.
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Post by keirafernon on Jan 27, 2011 2:08:00 GMT -5
When she started to move her hips on the guy’s crotch Keira saw something move out of the corner of her eye. The boss was coming over, probably to let her know that she had to get ready or get fired. Feeling the familiar fingers tapping her shoulder, she turned her head around to look up at her boss and gave him a smile. “I am so sorry, Sir, but Keira has to get ready for her performance.” The look the manager gave Sasuke was pretty intense before he walked away from them. As graceful as her tiger counterpart, she moved off his lap and picked up her clothes from the ground. Keira handed him back the fifty dollar bill and gave him a sad smile. “I didn’t get to finish so keep it. I don’t want to take your money until the job is done. It’s the least I can do.” That’s when she turned around and headed back to the secret door that leads behind the stage. She had about ten minutes to get dressed and ready to go. Time was of the essence.
There was something off about the guy. That much she knew. Keira had to find a way to get away from the club immediately after her routine. Luckily for her she only had to do one song. It meant being on stage for about four to five minutes. And tonight she was performing in a fairly skimpy outfit: a white tube top and extremely short Daisy Dukes that barely covered her butt cheeks. It only took five minutes for her to get dressed. Her makeup didn’t need to be changed and her hair was just fine the way it was. Soon it was time for her to go on stage. Taking a deep breath, she got on her hands and knees and slowly crawled on the stage. The eyes of the men in the room were on her; she could feel them focused on her as she moved across the stage. When she reached the pole in the center of the stage, Keira slowly stood up and brought her body so that it was pressed up against the pole, feeling it in between her legs. These men wanted a show. She would give them a show.
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