Chapter one: She’s come undone




He sat there, sipping his beer, watching the girls slutty bodies slide up and down the poles. His eyes feasted on the full, round tits, barley concealed with skimpy strips of matierial. His lust-filled eyes travled downwards, watching the curved, heart-shaped asses wriggle and bounce. His eyes kept comming back to one in particular. Her dirty blonde hair was loosely tied in a braid. A glittery suit sparkled and shone, catching the lights that flashed in time to the screaming music. She kissed her finger tips, squeezing her nipples, crossing her legs around the pole, pressing her pussy against it. He watched her with detatched amusement, then got up abruptly from the table. Paying the bartender, he melted into the shadows, watching from backstage.


Cheryl, the glittery strip dancer skipped offstage with a last good-bye kiss to the crowd. Her furious mood did not change when she bumped into her manager. “Hey, sweetie, wow you looked great out there!” he laughed, nipping her tush. She slapped him away
“Fuck off Gerry. I’m not in the mood. ” She slumped on the chair, kicking her feet up and taking a martini out of Gerry’s hand. He pouted, then handed her an envelope and marched off, his nose in the air. She peeked inside the envelope. Five grand. It was all there. Cash, like she asked for.