Ariana

You're beautiful, " he whispered in my ear as I danced against his lap, grinding into him provocatively. I could hear a smirk on his lips as his hands came around my waist and pulled me against him nearly ruining my routine. But I'm not stupid, " I huffed, yanking out out of his grip and finishing his lap dance by turning to face him completely and straddling his hips, my lips nipping up his tattooed neck, tongue slipping underneath the collar of his hoodie and slipping across his collarbone causing him to shudder, hands moving once again to my lower back and holding me in place, fingers slipping under my booty shorts, something papery being put between my G-string and ass crack. Then what made you chose this job of all things? " he asked as I breathed down his neck seductively and rubbed my chest against his, the song starting to come to a close.

Circumstance," I quietly as the song ended completely and I backed off, his friends began to laugh and cheer, money being tosses at me. Hurriedly, I gathered it all up before swaggering off, swaying my hips maybe a bit too much, the feeling of the rolled cash in my thong all too familiar, my heart beating too fast, the adderall fading quickly, and strange butterflies smacking against the inside of my stomach as I dizzily slipped into the dressing room and collapsed against the wall, unwanted tears slipping quickly down my cheeks, smudging my makeup. I HATED my Job