@ Frankie;
Demetria shook out and ran her hand through her hair in front of the mirror, making her curls a little messier. Apparently, it heightened her sex appeal, but she just did whatever the boss wanted. Hearing her name, she glanced over her shoulder to see a fellow performer reminding her that their number started soon. "I'll be there!" She called back before returning to view herself in the mirror once more. With a sigh, Demetria picked up her leather jacket from the back of the chair. She figured that it would be a slow night for the club but that wasn't an excuse not to perform. Every single second was a chance to make more money, according to the owner. Stepping out onto the darkened stage, she joined her other members and waited for the music to start.
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After a harsh day of work, Cody loosened his necktie before entering inside of the club. It was the first time he would venture inside of one of these establishments, but he heard many people gossiping about it throughout the office. This club was rumored to have exotic, gorgeous women, and Cody wanted to truly judge those statements for himself. He took a place in the back away from the noise of men crowded near the front, not wanting to attract any attention. Cody was merely here to blow off some steam with a good show; that was the game plan. Shrugging off his jacket, he placed it onto the back of his chair with a sigh and ordered a scotch from the waitress.
November 4th, 2014 at 09:51pm