Thread: Pretty Hurts [ lait & Chai ]

RE Pretty Hurts lait Ariamella xxxx SPACEY SPACE YO Kaia should have been upset with the intrusion, but strangely she wasn't. Not at all. In fact she was more upset with the fact that, prior to when Cherry walked in and she sure as hell knew none of the dancers at The Palazio were named 'Cherry', she had just finished a song, a whole song , and there was no money to be found. Not tucked in the garter on her thigh, not stuck within the mauve lace of her bra, and not even on the floor, which was probably the biggest dick move a guy could do during a private show. It was the biggest dick move a guy could to, aside from not giving any money at all, of course, which was what this asshole was doing. But nevertheless, this was her job, and Kaia decided she'd give him a chance to redeem himself before she called it quits on the good parts of the show. Technically she couldn't leavehe had paid for the room and had given her the initial pay after allbut she didn't have to show him the goods if he wasn't going to cough up the appropriate funds. And at The Palazio, dancers were allowed to go topless if they so desired. Oh well, it was his loss if he didn't want to see some great titties. Heyyyy, the chestnut-haired man said gratuitously, extending the duration of the 'y' in his 'hey' as the random girl, Cherry, murmured something in his ear. Despite the noise of the second song starting to blare out of the speakers, Kaia caught most of what she was saying, and she almost bust out laughing. Take it all off? Was the girl crazy or what? Nothing was being removed for this guy if things continued to go like how the session started, both girls would be more than sorely disappointed. Although admittedly, she would be a little sour if he decided to slip some bills toward Cherry and not herself. No matter how much she tried to internally hide it, she loved and prided herself on being one of the prime dancers in that little corner of Las Vegas, and the blow to that pride would likely sting quite a bit. But in any case, the man obviously liked the red-head's words and grinned enthusiastically, turning his head to whisper something to her, his breath hot in her ear. I don't mind at all, baby... Why don't you come sit down with me on this big couch? It has enough room for the both of us and more. His piercing blue eyes raked over her form as he twisted his body to fully look at her, his appreciative gaze holding fiery lust. Even Kaia had to admit that the green dress fit her well, the deep forest color serving as a striking contrast to the fair skin and bright, bold hair. But she wanted to roll her eyes when she saw the man reach up to play with the chunky silver jewelry around Cherry's neck, letting his fingers linger before sliding them downwards to her collarbone and stroking the milky skin softly there, whispering something else that she couldn't hear. Are you fucking serious? the dancer thought to herself, actually rolling her eyes as she walked slowly across the stage, doing more sensual bodywork than pole acrobatics. Firstly, the song playing was The Weeknd's Earned It, and that was not the kind of song that one just did pole dancing too. It didn't do the crooner's sexy song justice whatsoeverthe song was literally about 'working it,' and that's exactly what she planned to do. But more than that, she wanted to eavesdrop on the conversation between Asshole and Cherry, as she wasn't about to let the strange girl go about collecting money at a club she didn't even work at. But maybe having her around was for the better it would make things a hell of a lot more interesting than it would have been if she hadn't showed up. But then the man gestured for her, a lazy grin splitting his face, and Kaia stepped down from the stage, her tall plastic heels clacking against the stage before making subdued 'thumps' on the carpeted floor as she approached him. You want a drink? he asked, holding up a shot of Grey Goose on the rocks. I figured you might be a little thirsty from all that wonderful, wonderful dancing. His stupid grin grew even wider as he offered one to Cherry. A more inexperienced dancer would have been extremely angry at the gesture, and even Kaia was tempted to tell him to fuck off then walk out. The girls liked it when people offered or bought them drinks, but that was really only supposed to be a small sign that they had been enjoyable. That they were doing a good job. Everyone, literally everyone , who frequented strip clubs knew that buying drinks, especially pouring drinks, were in no way any form of acceptable tip or payment. In fact, it was generally seen as a high insult if a man paid for drinks but not the dancers themselves. If he wanted to drink, then he should have gone out to a regular bar, not here at the strip club! But Kaia held her smile, professional as always, and graciously accepted the shitty little drink after he grabbed a lemon wedge from a small bowl beside the bottle and squirted some juice into the shot. He patted the spot on the couch next to him, and told both girls, Why don't we all have fun for a little bit? Just sit and... relax. He playfully grabbed the dark-haired girl's hand and pulled her toward him, his hands skimming over her hips and thighs before she sat down. Kaia took a sip of the vodka then placed it on the table, and the man leaned in to nip at her neck. Feeling thirsty for something else? he joked, laughing in her ear. She smiled seductively at him, then brought her long chocolate hair to one side. It looked like some kind of wild mane on the exotic beauty, only adding to the aura of sexiness that she constantly carried with her. Really, the guy wasn't bad looking at all, but the only thing that was attractive in the club was money . And that was something he hadn't given her a whole lot of. Instead of answering his question, she turned to the red-headed woman and raised an eyebrow, the strobe lights dancing across her face in a myriad of quickly-changing colors. You're that new girl, right? Kaia asked her, brown eyes sparkling as she took part in playing along with her little game, all the while feeling the guy rest his hand on her bare upper thigh. She turned to him and used a hand to gesture to Cherry, a beaming smile on her face. Cherry here is one of our newest dancers. Really talented, and so... full of surprises. 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