Chapter 1
My name is Ariana, but my friends call me Ana well they would if I actually had friends. Don't get me wrong I'm not a loner as such but I don't like most people because they ask too many questions and its annoying, especially when you tell them that you don't have family and grew up in the system. I don't fake or forced sympathy it is what is, I'm smart not just “street smart” but academically smart too with that you can get the best out of most situations apart from the fact that I didn't go to college that's not my scene so I've working since I was 16 working in fast food place but it's s**t pay so when it came to me turning 18 I need a job that pays better because at 18 your no longer the governments concern, which brings us to where I am now in dressing room with barely dressed women chatting about the tips they got from a fat old man for giving him a lap dance. Yep you guessed I'm what people call an “exotic dancer” its the polite way to say stripper.
Trying to get the dutch courage to go out and perform for our horrible boss, he pays well but stinks like piss and stale cigarettes. It's what he calls his monthly review of his dancers HA! That's his excused to try and get a hard on.
“Ana, your up you need to move cos he's in a s**t mood tonight!” Lilly shouts I can't help but roll my eyes when is that man ever in a good mood.
“Thanks, I borrowed some of your perfume”
walking to the boss' office is awful all the men look at you like you're the main meal and it's vomit inducing to say the least.
OK I can do this, just a dance no difference to any other person I've danced for just breathe through my mouth not my nose, I knock on his office door and wait...
“COME IN!” well s**t Lilly wasn't wrong he's in an awful mood tonight.
“Hey boss, Lilly said you wanted me for the review?”
“I was but I now need you to do something else for me instead, it will be your review” Great I don't have to dance for him but the look in his eyes tells me I shouldn't feel so relieved.
“Ok, well what to do need me to do? And when? I ask I need to know whether I can find a way out of this because likely it means I have to have s*x with some bloke and I'm not doing that, I might be a stripper but there's line that drew when I got this job and not a s*x worker, I dance there is huge difference.
“great be ready in 30 minutes Mr Diaz will be here then and you are going to dance your heart out, whilst I make arrangements for my meeting with him”
Well f**k! The big big boss is here, which can't be good and I'm being thrown to the lion. This should be interesting.