Daddy Drives Me Crazy

Two

There it was again, the look that Sonia hated seeing from the less than appealing kind of men that huddled around her to stare at her nearly nude body. Today's client was just like most she had met before,married and in the middle of a midlife crisis that he assumes he can fix by getting his d**k hard and fooling himself enough to believe a young, beautiful girl could be into him.

After shrugging off that look the first time, she knew to expect it again. That face only meant he was going to try his luck again.

That fake coy smile, raised brows and parted lips with a moist tongue dancing along the bottom lips. She had seen it before, multiple times.

"You would be even more sexy if you weren't as stiff as a log!" he dared to try talking to her. She was drawing really close to snapping. Regardless, she continued to turn her hips the slightest bit and lifted one arm over her head. The only thing missing was an eye roll but that would be taking it too far. She still had a boss to attend to, and Gale would surely punish her for going that far.

"Answer me when I speak to you!" with the sleeves of his checkered shirt rolled up, he tried his luck again and slapped her butt. Harder this time.

That's it. That was where she drew the line. She rarely gave second chances, but when she did, her rage was amplified when she reacted.

"You balding, good for nothing, cheating, disgusting pig! How dare you put your hand on me? Are the rules not clear? You get a private dance and you do not get to touch me!" She could feel her heart beating erratically as she slammed the pole hard.

Being an exotic dancer was good enough on its own to depreciate her self-worth, but when pigs that looked like him laid their hand on her and gave her those lecherous eyes, it made her hate herself even more.

"What did you say to me?" He rose from his chair, his erection that was begging to be let out of his tight pants died as yelled at her.

"You heard me. I'm done." Sonia willed herself to continue to stand her ground despite what was at stake.

Being homeless, losing her family home. She could not afford to have any of that happen, but still, she picked up her robe and slid the curtain open to let herself out of the dimly lit room.

But she didn't make it out. He held her forearm and pushed her back in, forcing her to fall on her back.

"I will teach you to respect your elders, you nasty little b***h!" Sonia heard the clinking noises as he unbuckled his belt but her body remained still. So did her mind.

There was no way this was about to happen to her.

Even as he set his pants free to fall to his ankles and pushed down his musty looking cotton underwear, reality would not set in. Or perhaps, it did set in and she was just that hopelessly shocked. Why did things always have to get worse for her?