As I drove up to the building and parked I noticed a couple of cars parked out back. I sat in the car for a minute taking deep breaths. I could feel my hands shacking and the warm blood rising to my cheeks. I stepped out of the car and into the cool crisp air wrapping my coat around me tighter. As I walked up to the door I just kept saying to myself, “I’m doing this for my kids, I’m doing this for my kids.” I took another deep breath and walked in. It was very dark; it took my eyes a minute to adjust. I could see a man sitting on a stool at the bar reading the paper, I assumed this was Tony the owner. Another man was mopping the floors.
“Oh hey, you must be Amanda right?” The man said to me.
“Yes, I’m Amanda.”
“Yea Barbie told me you were coming. So you want to try out to be a Dream Girl, huh?” He said as he laughed at me.
“Yes.” I said. I thought to myself again, why am I here, oh yea because I need the money.
“OK so let’s look at the merchandise.” He said as he walked over to me. I gave him a look as if I was a rabbit caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. He unwrapped my jacket and pushed it off of me dropping it to the floor. I stood there in the sexy outfit that Barbie had me wear. He walked around me looking me up and down just nodding.
“Not bad!” he said as he smacked my ass. “Now let’s see what you can do.” He pointed to the stage.
“Hey Tommy put some music on for this lovely lady.” He yelled.
Thank God “Barbie” whose real name is Janice had been working with me for a couple of weeks now on my routine. I walked up the stairs, my 6” stilettos just barely catching the step so that I didn’t fall back. I walked up to the pole and the music started it was Touch My Body by Mariah Carey. I thought it was kind of appropriate for the moment. I “made love to the pole” like Janice had showed me, and then I slid to the floor crawling like a cat making sure to do movements like having sex “doggy style”. I went through the favorite moves of horney drunk guy’s checklist, remembering to move slowly and touch myself a lot. Then the song was over. I got up and looked over at Tony.
“Well done, now let’s see if you can fuck like that for real.” He said as he motioned to the back room.
“I don’t think so.” I said, as I grabbed my coat and started to walk out.
“STOP! I was just testing you. You got the job, if you still want it.” He said sincerely. “You can start tomorrow night, Angel.”
“Angel?” I asked “Yea that will be your stage name.” He said as he looked me up and down again.
“OK” I said, as I walked out the door. This better pay as much as “Barbie” said if I have to put up with this crap.
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