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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~Danii X

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

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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~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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~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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~Danii X

WeWriWa o1.3o.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. Where I last left off, they were chatting like they do every night after her performance and she mentioned that she was glad his brother was gone...

“I didn’t like the way he touched me that night. Almost made it so you couldn’t be here anymore.” She continued, as if she had to explain. I instinctively put my hand on hers and then pulled away. “I didn’t like the way he touched you either. Never again."

That night was horrible, in a drunken stupor, my brother put his hands all over Serena as she danced for him, breaking the number one rule of not touching the dancers during a lap dance. Not only that, when Serena pushed his hands away, he smacked her, earning him a permanent ban from the club. Serena fought with one of the owners not to kick me out, too, just because I was Derrick’s brother, that I hadn’t done anything to be banned from the club. In the end, Derrick was kicked out and I was allowed to stay, which brought about a massive fight between us when I got home. Derrick was gone that night.

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~Danii X

WeWriWa o1.23.22

 

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. Where I last left off, they were chatting like they do every night after her performance...

“Callie’s upset I out did her tonight”

“I think you out do her every night.” I smiled. 

“Thanks. But again, you almost missed it.” She smacked my arm lightly, which sent an aroused shiver through me, “You’ve been getting here later and later.”

“My brother is still gone, so I’m running the shop by myself. It makes it hard to get here at my usual time.”

She nodded and motioned to the shots. I handed her hers and took mine. We toasted our glasses together and threw it back, slamming our glasses back down on the bar. 

“I’m glad he’s gone,” she said.

Thanks for reading! I will get around to reading blogs after work tomorrow. The weekends I have my kids, makes it hard to do the rounds, so I'm going to make it routine on those weekends to read on Mondays.

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~Danii X

WeWriWa o1.16.22

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, is in The Gentleman's Club for what he calls his hot date...

I smiled as she sat next to me. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and as usual, she changed her outfit, this time she was in all hot pink. 

“It was amazing.” I replied, as I took in her outfit, it started with a faux fur shrug jacket, that she was letting casually slip off one shoulder, revealing her bralette underneath that had criss-crossing strips that seemed to go down past her mini skirt. She had on thigh high fishnets and very pointy stiletto boots. 

She laughed, “We won’t talk about how many times I dropped the chair on my face while practicing.”

“Well, you nailed it tonight. And I think you nailed a few more paying customers.”

She turned back and looked, one of the two older gentlemen was watching her with me, and half watching the dancer onstage. Serena looked at the dancer onstage and rolled her eyes when she turned back to face me.

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~Danii X

WeWriWa o1.o9.22

  

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! 

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, is in The Gentleman's Club for what he calls his hot date...

I watched mesmerized as she lifted her legs up and over the seat, pushing herself up and off the ground, sitting upright in the chair. It was as she had been waiting for me to show up to do that trick. It earned her a standing ovation from the two gentlemen watching her, who were now eagerly holding out ones. Her song ended, but she held her torso out again, so the money could be shoved into her underwear. She picked up her clothing and pushed the chair out of the way for the next performer and walked off stage. 

I made my way back to the bar, sitting where Dave had set the drinks, and waited. The two gentlemen still howling for her as the next dancer took to the stage. I didn’t have to wait long, I could almost feel her walking down the hall to my right, past the side of the stage. It happened almost the same every night.

“You almost missed it tonight,” She said from behind, “I was saving that trick for you.”

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~Danii X

WeWriWa 01.02.22

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! I hope everyone had a great New Year's! I didn't get to respond to comments last week nor read snippets, but thank you to all that left comments.

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, just walked into The Gentleman's Club for his hot date...

I walked over to the bar, where Dave, the bartender stood. I nodded my head for the usual and then added, “Have two shots ready.” I placed two twenties on the bar and added, “And I need change.” He shook his head and before making the drinks, placed twenty ones in front me. 

I made my way to the stage as Serena watched me from the corner of her eye, as she blew the old gentleman in front of her a kiss, trying to work him to give her a tip as she danced. I stepped in between them, as she leaned her torso out for me to stuff ones in her panties, as if to show the older gentleman how it worked. As I stuffed another one in the front of her panties, she made a face like she was getting off on it. I smiled and winked at her. She smiled back and immediately went for the chair, lying down all sexy like underneath the front of it. What was she going to do now?

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~Danii X

WeWriWa 12.26.21

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday! I hope everyone had a great holiday, if you celebrate!

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, just walked into The Gentleman's Club for his hot date...
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I walked past Pete's empty security booth inside and looked to the right. There she was already on stage, just about to be topless. She broke her concentration on the few gentleman in front of her to look over at me and smile, purposely dropping her purple polka dot bra on the floor next to the chair that sat on the stage with her near the stripper pole...it must have been one of her props tonight. 

This was Serena Fire, and she WAS fire. Her hair was dyed a dark red and fell straight to her shoulders. Her skin was pale almost seemed to sparkle in the stage lights, as did the red gem that was on her naval piercing. She was short, I towered inches above her, if I had to guess, I would say she was around five five. And very petite. Her makeup was always put on lightly, unlike some of the other dancers who caked it on. Her breasts were real and the perfect size, not too huge and not too small, and they were pierced.

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Enjoy your Sunday! And Happy Holidays!!

~Danii X

WeWriWa 12.19.21

   

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, mentioned he had a hot date...
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I found a clean wifebeater on the floor of my room and threw it on and went for my cleaner coveralls. My life always consisted of working on cars and motors, so there really wasn’t a need for any other clothes. I stepped into my work boots and headed outside, finding a rag on the porch, quickly wiping the desert off of my car.  

I flew down the 14, weaving through the few cars on the road, hoping to make up some time since once I hit Los Angeles, I would no doubt be caught in traffic. Hitting the 5 was fine through San Fernando; traffic became more numerous and slower as Burbank approached, but it was still moving at a good pace. It slowed even more around the Griffith Park area, being that it was such a popular place for both locals and tourists alike, I stared at the skyscrapers in the distance as traffic slowed to almost a halt. I inched along for awhile at a turtle’s pace until I reached the Dodger’s Stadium exit, I could tell a game was in full swing on a Friday evening, which meant finding parking anywhere around the area was going to be a bitch. I navigated my way around the crowded streets, thankfully finding a parking spot between two cars near the bar; no one had probably wanted to try parallel parking, which was super easy for me, even with my Challenger. I walked towards the bar, glancing into the employee parking lot; her rusty, falling apart black Honda Accord was there, sure enough. Pete, the Gentleman’s Club bouncer, stood outside the entrance having his smoke, he nodded towards me and pulled the door open. I nodded to him and walked through, Pete wasn’t great with words unless he was kicking someone’s ass out of the club. 

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Enjoy your Sunday! And Happy Holidays!!

~Danii X

WeWriWa 12.o5.21

  

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, just finished talking about his relationship with his brother. Continuing on...

I was getting into a groove for fixing up cars while helping customers find what they needed. It was easy to become the one man show. Promptly at six o’clock, while there were no customers, I shut and locked the gate to the road. I finished the oil change on the old Oldsmobile Cutlass and locked up shop. 

Gunning the engine, I flew down the dirt road back the way I came, taking a detour to tear up Derrick’s dirt yard around his house with donuts, skidding and drifting over the dirt. I floored it towards his pickup, wanting to smash the shit out of it and push it through his house, but I didn’t want to put a dent in my car. I cranked the wheel, hitting the breaks, and drifted to a perfect stop next to his truck. I stared at it for a minute before hitting the gas to the floor and taking off. 

Once back at my place, I stripped off my greasy coverall and headed to the shower to wash away the oil and grime. I had my usual hot date, like I did almost every night and I didn’t want to go to her smelling like the shop.

Thanks for reading! I'm having a hard time keeping up with everything and with carving out time to write. This school year seems way more intense than last year. Any other teachers feeling the same way?

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~Danii X

WeWriWa 11.21.21

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Continuing on with my serial killer WIP. Where I last left off, my main character, Dennis, was talking about his relationship with his brother. 

That one Saturday, Derrick and decided to play a game of baseball, his friends versus mine. He kept calling us the cry babies. We were determined to beat him and we did. Derrick being the sore loser, took to the baseball bat. He urged his friends to hold me down. They refused, so he threatened to beat them with the bat instead. Complying they held me down as Derrick shattered my left leg with the baseball bat. Bones crunching underneath the wooden bat. I can still hear it sometimes. When he was done, he threw the bat and hit one of his friends square in the head.

When we were older teenagers, we used our fists. I was bigger and could hold my own finally, even though my leg put me in a slight disadvantage. Even with the shop yard, we fought all the time and he was still constantly mocking me - this time about my leg and whatever else he could find. I was glad he was finally gone. 

Thanks for reading! I'm not really sure where November went, its all a blur. I spent the last two weeks with Corona positive kids at home. I feel like I just woke up from a very long hibernation and don't know what's going on. Like the only thing I could focus on was taking care of them.

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~Danii X

WeWriWa 11.o7.21

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Continuing on where we left off two weeks ago, this is more about Derrick in Dennis' pov.

Derrick. The older brother. We got along when we were little kids, best friends even, but once the excessive drinking started that was it. We each had our own way of dealing with constantly drunk and addicted parents, an abusive father who went down the line every night. First, it was our mother who took the worst of it, thankfully not feeling much of it because she was too trashed. Then there was Derrick. And by the time, he got to me, he didn’t have much in him before blacking out. 

Derrick dealt with by constantly pushing me around and mocking me for everything, even for the same ratty shoes we wore. He wore the ratty shoes better. Everything I did was never as good as him. I was small, insignificant, and like a ghost. He reminded me hourly of this. 

We lived in the desert town of Blythe, on the California - Arizona border, in an old shack for a house, surrounded by ghost towns and nuclear testing grounds. 

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~Danii X

WeWriWa 1o.24.21

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Continuing on where we left off last week, Deputy Miller is in the shop questioning Dennis about where his brother is. The first line is Deputy Miller.

"So you’re not worried?" “No, I’ll let you know when he turns up.” I said. Deputy Miller shook his head and started to walk out. “By the way was the woman that reported, a Donna Singleton?” This time it was Miller’s turn to nod. “Derrick probably got sick of her, she’s a dope fiend, probably just looking for more money from my brother to feed her habit that’s why she’s concerned. Tell your buddy to check on her, I’m sure you’ll find all kinds of things to get her on.” “Thanks for the info,” Miller said, “I’ll pass it on.” I nodded and grinned, “You sure you don’t want that bigger engine?” Miller laughed and waved it off before walking out.

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~Danii X

WeWriWa 1o.17.21

 

Welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors / Snippet Sunday!

Last week Deputy Miller came into the shop to ask the whereabouts of Dennis' brother. Continuing on where we left off, Dennis' last line was that he and his brother were engine people, not cell phone people...

“Fair enough.” Miller replied, “He didn’t mention any specific place? The lady that filed was really concerned.”

“He might have mentioned going to Vegas to try to win big, that was three weeks ago.”

“You’re not concerned that he didn’t return?”

“No, he does this shit all the time; my guess is he met someone in Vegas and took off somewhere with them, decided not to come back, maybe someone to pay his way."

Miller looked at me. 

“Its not like he sends me fucking postcards.” I paused, “I don’t know if you know, but Derrick and I don’t really have a good relationship. Honestly, the shop is a lot quieter without him, might be double the work for me but at least I don’t have to argue with him all day.”

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~Danii X