It was just a normal Saturday night. The music was loud from inside Club Virtue. The glass panels in the ceiling exposing a beautiful full moon in the partly cloudy midnight sky. Dancers and party goers scattered across the multi-floored venue, the middle of the place open to a colorful dance floor. The steady thump of the bass from the DJ pounded throughout the busy nightclub. Drinks poured left and right along the two bars which faced each other across the dance floor. Perfume and lust lingered in the air, it was just another weekend in August along the west coast.
"Valerie." A male voice boomed above the music and conversations. The female he was calling to turned around from behind the bar to stare at the male with a puzzled look on her delicate face. Her physical appearance seemed to originate from Japan with a mix of eastern european. Valerie's skin was fair with a fawn colored glow, her body lithe and slim, with a gentle curve at the waist. Muscle couldn't be seen in the dark of the bar, but it was most certainly expected. She had a thin nose that ended with a slight upturn. Her cheeks were high on her narrow face with a baby pink sheen, complimenting her bright sapphire eyes. The only thing peculiar on the pretty female was her straight silver-white blonde hair that was chopped in layers and landed just past her armpits.
The male moved in closer and leaned over the wood of the bar before he was a foot away from earshot. He had dark brown eyes with slick black hair ending with a curl around the back of his neck. His skin was a darker shade of chestnut and his eyebrows thick, a larger nose positioned between. Teeth gleamed white as he gave a devilish smile.
"I need you to work The Cave, Marci just went home." He motioned to a girl that happened to run past behind him in a hurry, mascara tears staining her face as she clutched what was left of her clothes to the front of her. He gave a lopsided grin as he watched her dart past from the corner of his eye. "Seems the gentleman have gotten too rough with her again."
Valerie swallowed hard and nodded to the male, "Yes sir." she then turned away to rest her palms on the back counter, taking a deep breath as she recollected herself, staring into the open bottles of liquor which adorned the wall of the bar. Her reflection showed the black silk of the robe she was wearing to cover what lay underneath.
She needed a break before she went to The Cave. Reaching down into a mini fridge she grabbed what seemed to be a sandwich wrapped in cling wrap. Heading out the back door from behind the counter of the bar she reached an alleyway. There was a yellow light that was dimly lit over her head as she took a bite of her sandwich. Reaching into her robe pocket she was in search for her lighter but soon the plastic fell from her grasp and skidded across the cement floor. Her tall red heels clacked to where her lighter fell to and as soon as she extended her hand for it she was taken aback by the glowing yellow eyes in the distance. With a gasp she stood back up and backed away, dropping her food in shock.
"Damnit!" She huffed as she took a few more steps back, peering at the glowing eyes with fear until she realized it was just a stray dog laying down in the distance. "Dumb dog, you made me drop my sandwich!" Valerie let out a heavy sigh and walked back to the lighter, picking it up as she took out the cigarette that was positioned from behind her ear and lit it. Taking in a long hit before exhaling the smoke into the warm night, a soft smile on her crimson lips. She noticed the dog didn't move from his position about 30 feet away where he lay in a large heap beside a dumpster. Picking up the dropped sandwich she tossed it to where the dog was.
"I guess you earned it mutt, making me scared like that." She learned her back against the cement wall of the club, the sound from inside muffled against the layers of brick. "Surprised I'm more scared of you than the place I work at." The 5'9" female laughed to herself, taking another long hit before dropping the cigarette to the alleys' cold floor, stomping on it with a heeled toe. "You owe me!" She called out to the canine with a gentle, teasing grin.
Returning inside was like a whole different world than the calm of the fresh night. The man from before stared at her as she walked in, his arms crossed as he motioned his head to a back door towards the far corner of the club. She didn't even falter as she shed her robe to him, the bright red of lingerie much different than her black silk. Fishnet stockings went up to the middle of her thighs where they were fastened to a garter belt that held tight to her waist. The bra she had covered her small chest with an intricate design of lace, the same matching her cheeky styled panties. As she passed her boss, he harshly grabbed her ass, but she continued her walk of shame with her head held high even as she opened the back door and descended down the purple velvet carpeted stairs to The Cave.
The smoke only got thicker as the lights got darker the further she descended. Her small fingers pushed past the beads that hung from the door frame as she walked into the stares of hungry looking men. Standing at the bar or sitting in luxurious lounge chairs, their hands held to various colors of alcohol in their glasses, dazzling females mingling with them. The smell of sex and the sound of it filled her senses as she walked down the middle of the room, heading towards the bar which was positioned like a circle in the middle of the basement. There were many doors all along the edges to places that she was very familiar with. One smaller looking man with a gold chain around his thick neck groped her breast as she walked past.
As soon as she made her way to the bar she slipped behind the counter with a heavy sigh, giving a weak smile to the other girl working there.
