Falling For The Stripper

Jasmine was tired she was twenty-two years of age, she hadn't expected herself to be still supporting her twenty-six-year-old boyfriend who was too lazy to do anything. She couldn't do anything because of it such as going to college. This was her third year financially supporting the both of them yet he never seemed to pass. He didn't do anything besides go to college and whine at her. She worked a day job at mc Donalds and she had a two-hour break which she had to then go to mizzles a strip club where she worked until three to four in the morning depending on the customers she sometimes had to stay until five in the morning. During her two-hour break, she had to make supper because Miles wasn't willing to help her out with the house chores. She had dark circles underneath her eyes due to lack of sleep, and Miles didn't sympathize with her. She was lucky to have two days off where she slept and tried to catch up on sleep. Miles would accuse her of being lazy yet all he did was go to college or he would go out with his friends. She recalls the argument they had about this subject, "Miles I work, I am lucky to have two days a month off, I cook, do laundry and I only have Sunday evenings off. I am tired, let me sleep in. " " You are so selfish, just because I asked for s*x, a simple thing." Jasmine could barely keep her eyes open. She was too exhausted to even do anything. He had stormed out and went to the living room and blasted the sports channel that she paid for, and the very place they rented. Miles loved to live comfortably but he didn't want to raise a finger at all. All he wanted to do is sit and be served. She was shocked when he was the one who insisted that she become a stripper so she makes more money. When she protested, he said, "You just dance and don't let men touch you. Don't you want me to pass college?" Jasmine had gone and got the job, "You have the look and you have that thing, but can you dance?" she had to practice endlessly to get the dance parts. Miles was pleased with the money that she came with then he insisted on coming to her workplace. He had come and taken her home, without saying anything the whole way back home and she was too tired to strike up a conversation. When they got home that's when he lashed out, "This is why you get money, you don't sleep with them, do you? Is that why sometimes you don't want to have s*x with me?" Jasmine had been fed up and burst out, " What am I to you Miles? All I do is work endlessly if I was sleeping with any one of them would I let you see where I worked?" Miles had thought about it and nodded, and his voice had gentled, "I'm sorry I just love you so much and I don't want to lose you." Jasmine always caved in when he was sweet to her, and she would go into his arms. He liked this side of Miles but it didn't last that often. He would go to college and fail, come back with a fit of rage saying it was the lecturer's fault that he wasn't passing, blanked out, and he was sick. At this point she had heard it all, she didn't have to know why he failed. She would just blank out and keep quiet. There was no point because Miles never took responsibility when she asked if they could switch roles he refused to say he is almost there and he will be done soon. She had met his brother and he was at least conscious of how hard she worked to sustain both of them. She wondered how long she had to do this for. She had finished dinner and went to her room to take a much-needed nap and then she would go to her second job. Jasmine found that she loved to dance. It was a let-out for her. She danced hard, and it would help with her stress. She went and sprawled herself on the bed and drifted off to sleep. Jasmine woke up when her alarm went off and she knew it was time to go to her second job. She got dressed, heard the door opening, and knew that Miles was back from college. He came in and she knew what came next, "You won't believe the day that I had Jasmine." "Yes?" She replied as she carried on putting on her makeup. She took out her earrings and put them on. "The lecturer kept on dragging on and on so Mitch and I decided to toss objects at him." Jasmine couldn't believe she was working herself to the bone for him to not take serious what he was supposed to do at lectures. "You should be paying attention in class Miles." "I know, I know but I don't need you to nag me for it, Jasmine, you are not mother," "I know I am not your mother but I do pay for your tuition and everything." "What do you mean by that?" Jasmine sighed, "All I ask from you is to take your education seriously, I also need to get back to college so I can finish my degree, "I can't believe you would say that Jasmine, you don't know how hard college is, the assignments, loads of tests, exams and practicals that one has to do." "I never said that college wasn't difficult but you have to work hard for it. I am tired of working day in and day out." "Why do you always make everything about you Jasmine? I was just telling you about the rough day that I had at work and you have to turn this about you all the time. You can't feel sorry for me and what I go through." "Actually everything is about you Miles, I go to work for you. Everything I do revolves around you! All I do it's for you and you can't see how tired I am." Miles nodded, "I know okay. I am trying my best and it hurts that it's not good enough for you," "I am not saying that it's not good enough, I just want you to try harder, is that too much to ask for Miles? I also want a break, I am endlessly tired." "I know Jasmine, you tell me every day. You don't let me forget, remember?" "How can I not Miles?" "Aren't you late for work?" Jasmine knew what Miles meant, he was dismissed, he wanted her to leave because she was supposedly was nagging him. She wondered what would happen if she gave it all up this whole stripping business. "What if I stopped Miles?" "Stopped what now?" "Stripping?" "That's ridiculous Jasmine we don't have any other means." "I think you should also get a job." "How can I study and also get a job? That is just a ridiculous suggestion." "Some students do it Miles, or I can quit the day job. I'm too tired." "We will talk about it later. Right now is not the time, you are late and I'm tired. we need to discuss this when we both are in the right state of mind." "I'm in the right state of mind Miles." "I don't think I am Jasmine okay. Let's just drop it okay." "Drop it for how long?" "I don't know! " "All I want is for us to discuss the possibilities, it's been long maybe you..." "No Jasmine, end of discussion." "You didn't even hear what I have to say" "I will Jasmine, we have plenty of time to do that." "When Miles, our times usually overlap and I am working on little sleep. I get home and you are sleeping soundly and then we have to get up at the same time or I have to go earlier when you don't lectures." "I know Jasmine." "No, you don't. I have to work throughout, why don't you get at least a holiday job rather than going to your family." "Then when would I see them?" "December. How do you think I feel." "You are running late for work, you need to go." Jasmine knew that she was dismissed again, she took her bag and headed out to Mizzles. She got there and she put her belongings at the back. Jasmine got on the stage and she danced with all the passion that was pent up inside of her. Julian POV: "Who is she, the girl on the stage?" "That's Jasmine Sir." 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