Thread: Pretty Hurts [ lait & Chai ]

RE Pretty Hurts lait Ariamella WARNING DARK CONTENT xxxx CURRENT OUTFIT X X X X SPACEY SPACE YO Welcome to the fabulous Las Vegas, Nevada. Gambling, nightclubs, and the different pools of people found in the Vegas nightlife. Charlie's eyes had been set on the Palazio Gentlemen's Club for ages now and finally it was her time. No going back. In then out. What's a couple missing hundred bills to a CEO or businessman anyway? They'd make it all back in half the time it took her to take it. Just before rounding the corner of the flashy building, Charlie pulled her fire red and orange hair from the messy bun it'd been in that day, shook it around and made sure the full, long, wavy tresses sat as 'sexy' as she could make them look. If she was going into a gentlemen's club she had to at least try and look the part as much as she could... A short, green strapless dress under a leather biker jacket? Not to mention Charlie had ink. Tattoo's of not so elegant things but thinks she loved. Charlie had to make it work. What man didn't like a little edge in their life? Her stomach turned for once as she slipped in next to a crowd of entering gentlemen appearing as if she were one with them as to not obtain question of who she was and why she was entering the facility. Men who were dishing out hundreds out the ass just to look at these girls filled the large room. Mist, strobe lights of all colors men everywhere and some girl twirling her pretty blonde self around a pole surrounded by hungry eyes was just the start of things. Charlie wasn't insecure about herself or anything. She'd always thought she was cute anyways She was fairly curvy, nothing over-dramatic, a good start at would could have been the perfect hour-glass shape. The orange haired beauty was a petite woman who stood at an average 5'7'' but the chunky heels she decided to throw into the the outfit gave her added height, letting her perfectly sculpted legs have the attention they deserved. She had to admit that it took a lot of guts getting half to fully naked for a bunch of horny or lonely men for money. But the money though. A few feasting eyes easily found her. It wasn't hard to miss bright orange hair after all and with guts one approached. Saving her the trouble of deciding who she'd play with first. A tall man, a little round in the face, decked in business from head to toe found her leaning against one of the red walls of the club and shot her a smile. It was in her nature to just stare. Stare until people left her alone, but when it came to business, the gentle art of stealing or borrowing for life as she called it she returned the smile. Her dark ruby lips curling up as the male was just a foot's space away. I haven't seen you here before. Of course you haven't. I'm new, Charlie said confidently. Mm... That explains why. I know all the women here. What's your name? She froze. Holy shit. What was she supposed to say? She was only here to get a wallet or two, explore and get out. Not give her name to a probably married man looking for a good time at a club he'd probably spent tons of money on a membership to. Her eyes moved about the spacious club, eyes flickering over a few alcohol bottles before blurting out, Cherry. Charlie had personally thought it was a good start to a stripper name. The man cornered her, examining yet enjoying what was of her petite feminine features. It was like that always. Especially when she was taking from men. They stared, got lost in the depths of their thoughts and before they knew it Charlie was long gone with their belongings. Like what you see? she questioned somewhat nervously. She wasn't expecting anyone to even have noticed her but that was what she deserved for having the loudest hair in the the room. I do... Why don't we take a seat somewhere, just you and I? ' Only if you're payin' ' she thought to herself. And that he would be. She followed the older male into a separate corner of the club, taking a seat upon one of the soft sofa chairs and pulling Cherry Charlie down close next to him. Charlie was easily sure of what was to come next and what'd she'd guessed was exactly that. The older male placed his warm, large hand against her thigh and gave a gentle squeeze. Do you like working here Cherry? It's actually my first day, she purred as she moved closer towards him. Ah, a brand new girl. Interesting. Little did this man know it was her last day too. Her small pale hands rested gently against the male's chest, running over his not so smooth chest in search of anything that stood out to her. Right hand against his left handkerchief pocket and she felt nothing. She'd hoped and prayed this man wasn't a total bust and wasn't wasting her time letting some grubby guy enjoy himself in fondling her. You'll treat me kindly right? She purred as her hand slipped under his jacket. Charlie kept her deep chestnut eyes right on his, keeping him from looking down as her hands pried at the contents of the inside of his suit jacket. Another pocket. And it felt thick. That had to be the stash. Oh of course babydoll... Nice and gentle, the man said before giving her tight a tighter squeeze and the minute he did his hand teased the hem of her dress. Charlie easily slipped her busy fingers into the pocket, as the other free hand caressed his chest and up tenderly along his neck. The multicolored lights of the club danced across her face as she moved in, teasing him, inciting him, letting her lips linger just inches in front of his and when felt the sweet moment of victory as what felt like a wad of something slip out and down into her hands Charlie cupped it tight and pulled her hand from his jacket to 'readjust herself' on the sofa. You're making me a little warm... she said laughing softly. Lies. What was making her 'warm' was the fact that when she looked down for just a second and realized she'd grabbed exactly what she was looking for. Then why don't we get that jacket off of you love? I've love to see what other surprises you've got. For a minute Charlie played the part and looked around for anyone who seemed to be looking her way and every the actress nodded at the closest guy to them. Oh.. I'm sorry it looks like we may have to cut this short... My boss is calling me. But maybe if we're lucky I'll find you again... A look of disappointment easily filled his face and to make up for what she took- because she was so kind a person, Charlie pursed her lips and gave her stranger a nice, ruby red kiss to his cheek. To remember me by baby. Just before standing, Charlie slipped the cash into her pocket, pulled her short, green dress down to it's original state and walked away. There had to be at least three hundred. It was too thick of a stash not to be. A devious, deceitful smile found her lips again. Man it feels good to be me, she said to herself. It was on from there. There was no way she could stop when they were so easy like this. Get 'em riled up then take it away gently. Charlie loved it. Every juicy, adrenaline filled minute of it. Entering another hallway 'hidden' behind a thick velvet curtain, and less flashy as the main dance floor Charlie glanced around. Girls and guests mingling quietly, entering and exiting rooms. Some girls excited, others disappointed with a hint of disgust. Charlie didn't doubt there was bound to be a girl or two that found a total creep but kept a poker face to make the dough. Bass to beats of songs Charlie was familiar with filled her ears as her eyes followed the moving bodies in the hall. Overhearing conversations about how some guy some girl a huge load of money and the night had barely started. The curious Charlie subtly managed to peek into a few rooms. A girl sometimes two, dancing, grinding and moving their bodies to the beat of their music. The coat hangers were too far away from the door for her to have reached without getting noticed or careful men kept their coats close. But... Charlie didn't want to make just three hundred give or take for the night. Ambitious women went the extra mile for things they wanted. So why not sneak into a room? Charlie's thoughts exactly. There were a few stares but none too caring as the fire-haired femme stood awkwardly at the only wooden door down the dim hallway. With her back facing the door and hand on the knob, Charlie casually slipped herself into the room and shut the door in front of her. The room was a lot bigger and a lot fancier than she thought it would be but those were just the things you'd expect at a Gentlemen's clubs in Vegas. When she turned on her heel two sets of confused eyes found her. What was she supposed to do? The innocent side was telling her to apologize and walk out but the greed clearly wasn't letting that happen. This was a clear opportunity given to her... Regardless of how absolutely awkward it was. Charlie could con men all night if she wanted but when a girl wanted a little spice things had to get a little awkward sometimes. Because it certainly paid off. Who is she? she could hear the man in the seat question. Nervously, Charlie bit her lip before another deceptive smile appeared. Cherry, she said quickly, pulling off her leather jacket suddenly. She eyed the girl on the square stage. That specific, 'please don't kick me out. I'm not supposed to be here and I know it, but play along with me, this could be fun' eyeing. -and you, honey , just got luckier. Moving her body to the beat of the music just as the other girl once was, Charlie moved around the stage and placed herself behind the large couch. Two really hot girls, she said lower herself to ear level. Twirling around half naked for you? And if we're nice enough we might just take it all off. I mean... what could beat that? SPACEY SPACE YO