Chapter 1- Akira
It's almost seven pm now and my shoft will start soon . The club is blasting with music and full of men and women seeking entertainment. Being a stripper is not as bad as people make it seem to be i mean the money is good and it's fun well for me it's mostly because I've no family or friends so being here makes up for that void in my heart. "Akira dressing room now" Tracy our manager calls out me . Here comes the nerves i do braething exercises, no matter how many times ive done this job it still makes me nervous kind of makes sense tho I'm socially awkward "yes ma'am" i say under my breath. Getting in the dressing room i change and do my make up. The thing with thus job revealing costumes are our daily clothing on the job and not to brag i don't mind because i have a banging body. Going on stage i start doing what I'm paid do to do ,following the beat of the music and working the pole . Stripping seems easy but not so much when you are doing it
"Ahhh it's cold tonight" i say to myself going to my car. It's only three am now and my shift is over. Today i made lot's of money both in pay and tips . Soon i will be able to buy that car I've been eyeing for some time now . Arriving at my apartment i pour myself a glass of wine and does the trick it instantly warms me up . Making a mental note to book a spa appointment for tomorrow since i will be off
