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TIRED DID NOT BEGIN TO EXPLAIN how I felt as I stood at the bar waiting forin the stupid ‘uniform’ they provided for me – the cheap, white plastic shoes with the four-inch heels The tiny, black booty-shorts, which barely covered to the bottoher, lanced at my watch 10:24pm
Great, only another three and a half hours to go!
The only good thing about today: toe
The door opened and a cool breeze blew through fro around soroup of lads stepped in, and I felt the smile creep onto my lips
Scratch that, there were two good things about today now Carson Mattheas here
Without hed with one of his friends He looked so incredibly hot tonight in nicely fitted blue jeans and a white short-sleeve shirt, undone teasingly low It exposed his throat and part of the incredible chest I kneas hidden under the aze back to his face, I sed the desire rising in ht-brown hair was styled to perfection, as usual His face was flawless, his deliciously full lipsto reach out and trace theh
When his head turned in the direction of the bar where I was standing, a sexy little sed at the corners of his mouth
“Lover boy’s here,” the barthe tray of drinks toward me “Table five”
I nodded but didn’t say anything What was there to say? He kne I felt about Carson so there was no point in denying it; it was clear on my face, I’d bet I picked up the tray of drinks and turned to deliver the to look sexy as I strutted across the room in hts went down and the next ‘perforly running her hand up the bare skin as thefor the big reveal
That’s right I work in a strip club Of course, probably like everyone who did this job, I didn’t want to do it It was s people have to do to avoid sleeping on the streets Waiting tables in cheap shoes, booty shorts and a figure-hugging vest top is one of those things for htly lap dances to clients and the occasional pole dance on stage, but thankfully, that didn’t happen particularly often We had proper perfore shows Not laure In fact, I was happy with uys didn’t like real They also didn’t like average size Instead, the er the better’ – hence h money to pay the rent, pay for my university fees, and feed the two other people I was responsible for
The group of e as ‘Precious’ stepped into the spotlight in her little black, corseted burlesque outfit She started to shake her booty to the beat of thethe dirty men with ease
Hoisting the heavy tray abovenot to spill the five beers and thisky shots I couldn’t afford to spill anything; I had a lot to pay out for this month Whatever I dropped, spilt, ses, and letexpensive in this place The order I was carrying probably came close to fifty quid
‘Precious’ dropped to her knees, arse in the air, and started whipping her head around, flicking her hair In his exciteall over the place I closed my eyes and yelped as the cheap carpet burnt my hands where I’d put them out to protect myself
People jeered aroundat my stupidity
Cringing, I pushedwith eirl on stage shaking her thing, and what do I do? I fall and e to patthe biggest loser
Oh, you are so awesome, Emma!
Not one person offered to help , beady-eyed man who’d bumped me had skulked off into the crowd – probably so he didn’t have to pay for da er bits of broken glass fro to pay for the drinks I needed to pay for o to freaking Scotland for so field trip
Stupid, stupid Emma!
Sometimes, I hated my life I was almost nineteen and had been responsible for my fifteen-year-old brother, Rory, for the past year As ifto look after hih the day without his help, so I couldn’t exactly coodsend
I reached out for a srily Just as rabbedin my chest as I frantically looked around for a bouncer to come and help irls The warainstacross my almost-exposed chest in my stupid uniform