"Yup." She looked confused for a second, then she realized what I had just said.
"No way you slept with both of them? You've got to fill in the details." So I told her how we went dancing, then ended up at the strip club. I didn't tell her I stripped, but went right to the part where we fucked ourselves silly, then basically passed out. Amy wanted to know all the details, if the guys were any good, how big they were, stuff like that.
I was putting on some fresh clothes, jeans and a t-shirt when the phone rang. It was Destiny.
"I'll be stopping by in 30 minutes to pick you up. I'm taking you out lunch." I didn't have a chance to say no. 30 minutes later I'm standing in front of my dorm when this bright red corvette pulls up to me. I look in and see Destiny.
She took me to a nice place. At first it was just small talk, the weather, what I'm studying, and things like that. Then she asked if I had thought about stripping anymore. When I said I hadn't totally ruled it out she told me how things worked at the club, as she called it. The club doesn't pay the girls, but they get to keep all the tips. Lap dances cost 20 bucks, and the DJ arranges that. The club keeps 5 bucks for every lap dance, the girl gets 15. The girls have to pay for their own alcoholic drinks, but not for soda, water or juice. The girls have to mingle with the customers between their sets as she called it. But the customers can not touch the girls. The girls have to wear at least a g-string at all times. And there are always several bouncers around to make sure nothing stupid happens.
I asked about the money. That's when she told me she bought the vette several months ago, paid for it with cash. And she had been working at the club as a regular for less than 2 years. Yes she said the money is good. Plus sometimes there are private parties the club arranges and the girls get paid well for.
She said it's a good place to work. The guys watch out for the girls, so nothing ever happen to them. She said everyone thought I did a real good job last night, even the owner. And they were all hoping I would come back.
She drove me back to campus. As I was getting out she asked:
"So are you interested?'
"Well it sounds like a great deal. But I'm still not sure."
"Why don't you come down to the club tonight, about 7pm. Bring a couple of sexy outfits. I have some you can borrow. And bring some g-strings or thongs. If you want we'll get you up on stage for some sets. See ya tonight." With that she drove off.
I still wasn't sure, but it was easy money. I tried to study but I could take my mind off of the offer. Going through my panty I pulled out several thongs I'm sure the guys would like. But I didn't have any g-strings. Then I remember the 67 bucks from last night. I went through my closet, found a short skirt and a white blouse, put them in my duffel bag along with the thongs and some sexy bras and I went downtown. I bought several pairs of very skimpy g-strings. I got back in my car and headed for the club. But it was only a few minutes after 6, so I drove around for a bit. Finally I just decided to go to the club before I changed my mind.
When I walked in I asked for Destiny. She came from the back, almost running.
"I'm so glad you decided to come out." She took me around to introduce me to everyone. There were several girls there, one was already dancing for a handful of guys. We talked to the Dj about what songs I wanted to dance to. She took me in the back, the dressing room. It had lockers along 2 walls with benches in front of them. Along another wall ran a counter with chairs. A mirror ran the full length of the counter. And a bathroom in the corner.
I asked about the owner. I had met the bouncers, bartenders, DJ and some of the girls, but not the owner. Destiny explained that he rarely interacts with anyone, yet he is almost always here. That's when she pointed out a large window high on the wall opposite the stage. It was a one way window, so we couldn't see in. Destiny said that's the owner's office, you never know when he's watching but he always seems to know whats going on. She said he saw my act last night and really wanted me back. That is why Destiny took me out to lunch earlier in the day.
She got us a couple of drinks and we sat at the bar watching the girls perform. She talked about how each girl has their own moves and styles. After several girls had performed she said it was my turn. Now I still wasn't 100 percent positive I wanted to do this but I couldn't say no. She pulled me into the dressing room and helped me get dress. She picked out one of the new g-strings I had just bought, so I put it on. Then a sexy bra, my short skirt, and the blouse. I tied the blouse in front so my stomach was showing. I was really nervous, especially now that I had a few moments to think about what I was doing. Then the girl who was dancing came in the room topless with her clothes and money in her hands.
"Now please welcome the newest member of our beautiful ladies, Melissa." The DJ said as my first song started playing. Destiny pushed me out the door. I hesitated, turned to look at her.
"Remember," she said, "Keep your g-string on." And she gave me another push. Slowly I approached the stage. I climbed the stairs, looked out into the crowd. I couldn't see much. The music was pounding so I concentrated on that. I started to dance. I moved up and down the stage, shaking my ass, swinging my hips. It wasn't long before the blouse was open, then it was off. At the end of the first song I dropped the skirt. Some dollar bills were falling on the stage now and the guys were cheering. About half way through the second song my bra came off, bring more cheers and more dollars. I strutted around in just my g-string for the next song and a half, then my set was over. I got down on my knees and crawled along the stage picking up the money and my clothes, making sure all the guys had another good look at my ass. I ran off the stage and Destiny met me with a big hug.
"You were great up there. Everyone loved it." We went into the dressing room. I pulled on my blouse, then started to count the money. Only 18 bucks.
"Don't worry about the money. Its still early. It will pick up soon. Then the dough will be rolling in." Destiny told me. The DJ stuck his head in the door.
"Melissa don't get dress yet. There's a guy who wants a lap dance from you." I wasn't expecting that, especially right after my very first set. Destiny asked me if I knew how to give a lap dance. I told her I did have some experience. So she pointed out the semi private room where we did our lap dances. It wasn't really a separate room, since the whole thing was opened to the bar. There are several couches in there. Plus a bouncer standing just outside of it, to make sure nothing gets out of control in there. Next to the DJ booth was a young good-looking kid, probably went to my college.
