WeWriWa o2.27.22

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. My main character, Dennis, is in The Gentleman's Club for what he calls his hot date (with a stripper) He is getting a lap dance from her...

She continued to grind against me a bit more before turning herself around as if she were sitting on my lap, now grinding her ass against me. She looked up and watched one of the security guards walk awfully close by. She gave him a fake smile as he passed, continuing to watch him until he was out of sight.

She flipped herself around, facing me again.
"They're watching you," She said, shaking her head, "waiting for you to slip up, so they can kick you out."

"Let them watch." I replied, "I don't know why it matters, they get a cut of whatever I give you, you would think they wouldn't want you to lose a customer."

"Bryce won't fire me, but he definitely wants to make it as hard for me as possible. All the other girls get away with so much, I'm just on his shit list."

Bryce was the shitty owner of the club.

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Enjoy your Sunday!

~Danii X

WeWriWa o2.13.22

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! I am late and almost forgot to post!

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. My main character, Dennis, is in The Gentleman's Club for what he calls his hot date (with a stripper) He is getting a lap dance from her...

She smiled back and kept dancing, rubbing herself against me. She had to feel the massive boner she was causing. I didn’t even care, I knew she expected it dancing like that. She stood up and slowly pulled her miniskirt off, dancing in a small circle to give me the full view of her strappy panties. It was literally straps connected to her bralette that were keeping the front fabric of her panties in place. The back was not panties at all, just three straps that went across each cheek. She straddled me again, dancing, pulling her bralette down. 

I swear it was always so hard to keep my hands off of her. I just wanted to touch her breasts and let my fingers explore her. I grabbed onto my drink and took a sip, at least one of my hands was busy. One day, she was going to get me kicked out for touching. She would probably let it slide, but if any of the bouncers caught it, I would be out for good. 

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Enjoy your Sunday!

~Danii X

WeWriWa o2.o6.22

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. My main character, Dennis, is in The Gentleman's Club for what he calls his hot date with a stripper...

We did a few more rounds of shots, before she grabbed my hand, asking me if I was ready. I grabbed the rest of my drink and she pulled me to the usual empty, dark, corner, making me sit down in a chair she pulled out for me, setting my drink down on the table next to it. Using her stiletto against my chest, she pushed me back in the chair, swaying to the music. She stretched her leg over my lap and then her other, so she was sitting on me, facing me. She let her shrug slip off onto the floor and she pulled her hair down, letting it fall into her face as she danced against me, her hand on my shoulder. I quickly went into my front pants pocket, removing my keys, not wanting her to get hurt on them. She stopped me as I went to set them on the table, touching the crystal star.

“Your birthday is soon.” She said.

I nodded, “In two weeks.”

“I’ll have to make it more special than giving you a keychain.” “It’s my good luck charm.” I smiled, setting the keys down on the table.

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Enjoy your Sunday!

~Danii X