Saturday, March 26, 2022

WeWriWa 03.27.22

 
Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP, Dennis is still at the club...


I finished my drink, grabbed my keys, and went to the restroom to adjust myself and take a piss. Late nighters were beginning to fill into the club, so it was getting a little busy. It was Friday, that meant all types came out looking for a good time, even in this dirty club; the usual regulars, college frat boys, couples, husbands that didn’t want to return home to their wives, and since there was a game tonight, Dodger fans would trickle in when they got bored of the game. Fridays and Saturdays were pretty busy and although the money was good, seemed to be the biggest headache for the dancers. There was always a lot of pushy men with money, and a lot of unwanted groping. The other girls seemed to handle it better than Serena, they just wanted the money and would pretty much do whatever to get it. Serena was not shy to say no, unwilling to go past with what she was comfortable with. She needed the money, but also needed her job and was afraid to break the rules of the club. The other girls were favored and could get away with things, however, Serena was not. 

She had started here over a year ago and she was so shy at first, being at a new place. She quickly opened up, at least to me, and I visited her every night she worked since.


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Enjoy your Sunday!

~Danii X

Sunday, March 13, 2022

WeWriWa o3.13.22

 


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) She is just finishing his lap dance...

She turned around on me, giving me a view of her butt as she pulled up her bralette. I stuffed her lap dance money in the middle strap of her panties, letting my fingers linger against her flesh, usually, they wanted payment beforehand, but Serena trusted me and knew I would pay well for it. She found her mini skirt and shrug and put them back on. 

“I have to get ready for my next performance.”

I nodded, “I’ll be watching.”

She smiled and tapped my chest with her stiletto before walking off. I don’t know how she balanced in those so well, especially with the drinking. I knew I wasn’t the only one she was sharing shots with during the course of a night, and before I arrived at the club. Her shift started at four and I didn’t usually arrive until seven, and now with Derrick gone, eight. She had to have a few with other patrons during that time. I also knew that there were drugs going on backstage. Maybe her years dancin', made it possible to keep her balance. I was curious to see what she did every night before I arrived, the day crowd probably being retired old men and truckers.


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~Danii X