Sucker Punch
Saturday night started out slow. I was spending more time in the back talking to Angel and Sky than out on the floor. I had gotten a few new outfits with all the money I had made Friday night.
“Check this one out,” I held up a hanger with a two-piece white bikini outfit on it. The bra top and the waistband of the thong were covered with red, white, and blue sequins. It came with a matching garter.
“Nice. Patriotic,” Angel said. She had gotten a new gown, full length black with the stomach cut out. Rhinestones lined the top and it had slits on both sides that went all the way up to her hips. I could see the matching rhinestone trimmed thong peeking out the sides. She looked fantastic.
“That’s hot. I need to add something …show more content…
“The lady I buy my things from has some really great stuff, but I have never seen a long dress like that.”
“I have a place I can take you. Let’s plan a shopping day. Even if we’re scheduled to work none of us has to be here until four o’clock. Let’s do lunch and shop one day next week.”
“Sounds like a plan,” I said. I got dressed in my new outfit, pairing it with a sheer white cover-up that tied on the side. I put on a pair of socks and my new white ankle boots. I tended to have an issue with my feet getting sweaty while I danced. Too much information, I know, but it is what it is. My solution? Boots. I could wear socks with boots and feel more stable on stage without worrying about my feet sliding around in a pair of stilettos. “I need to go to the bathroom before I have to go on stage again. I’ll be right …show more content…
Starr lost her balance and fell to the tile floor. I was standing there, looking at her and assessing the situation, letting the adrenaline come down, when I felt a crashing pain through the back of my skull. I went down hard, hitting my head on the floor, my vision going dark. The pain was sharp and my ears were ringing, but I could make out voices. They faded in and out and I thought I heard the door squeak open. I don’t know how long I was on the floor. It didn’t seem like a long time, but I’m not sure if I lost consciousness for a few minutes. I held the back of my head with my right hand and my vision started to clear. Starr was no longer on the ground. I couldn’t see anyone, and the voices were getting farther away. They had left. Fucking
Saturday night started out slow. I was spending more time in the back talking to Angel and Sky than out on the floor. I had gotten a few new outfits with all the money I had made Friday night.
“Check this one out,” I held up a hanger with a two-piece white bikini outfit on it. The bra top and the waistband of the thong were covered with red, white, and blue sequins. It came with a matching garter.
“Nice. Patriotic,” Angel said. She had gotten a new gown, full length black with the stomach cut out. Rhinestones lined the top and it had slits on both sides that went all the way up to her hips. I could see the matching rhinestone trimmed thong peeking out the sides. She looked fantastic.
“That’s hot. I need to add something …show more content…
“The lady I buy my things from has some really great stuff, but I have never seen a long dress like that.”
“I have a place I can take you. Let’s plan a shopping day. Even if we’re scheduled to work none of us has to be here until four o’clock. Let’s do lunch and shop one day next week.”
“Sounds like a plan,” I said. I got dressed in my new outfit, pairing it with a sheer white cover-up that tied on the side. I put on a pair of socks and my new white ankle boots. I tended to have an issue with my feet getting sweaty while I danced. Too much information, I know, but it is what it is. My solution? Boots. I could wear socks with boots and feel more stable on stage without worrying about my feet sliding around in a pair of stilettos. “I need to go to the bathroom before I have to go on stage again. I’ll be right …show more content…
Starr lost her balance and fell to the tile floor. I was standing there, looking at her and assessing the situation, letting the adrenaline come down, when I felt a crashing pain through the back of my skull. I went down hard, hitting my head on the floor, my vision going dark. The pain was sharp and my ears were ringing, but I could make out voices. They faded in and out and I thought I heard the door squeak open. I don’t know how long I was on the floor. It didn’t seem like a long time, but I’m not sure if I lost consciousness for a few minutes. I held the back of my head with my right hand and my vision started to clear. Starr was no longer on the ground. I couldn’t see anyone, and the voices were getting farther away. They had left. Fucking