Chapter 2

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Aurora I went to my new job, the only place that would hire me in the human city. Something about needing experience and qualifications. I was a waitress and some nights a bar tender in a strip club. Seeing girls take off their clothes for men to get money was strange for me. The men get nothing out of it. They just see them naked. Back in the fairy world, we walk around in barely their clothes and sometimes naked. Our clothes were like what they wore in here. No man or woman pays to see it. Why would you pay to be turned on? Rushing into my job, I quickly masked my scent, making myself look human with the glamour. I was so lucky my magic never got affected after I got a curse put on me. my parents made sure I will never find my mate. What they had planned for made run. I would rather go through life as a human than go back home, never will I go back home. My night at work was easy, I served drinks to the customers and workers when they got off stage, running some water to them. Only a few thought, it was ok to grab or slap your arse, so I had a few hands tonight. As much as I hate it here, I need the money to survive in the human world, to be able to eat. Back home, there was no money, we done trades for food and clothes. I gave an alias name when I applied for this job, using glamour, I used it in the hotel down the street, too risky to get a place of my own in case they find me, I need to be able to run and with a hotel people are always around, no magic can be used. Tonight was a slow night, so the tip money was low. Thankfully, we had a decent wage to cover the tip loss. I'm keeping my glamour up and my scent hidden to walk back to my hotel room. Looking around to keep checking, I am safe and not being followed. Been there before when I first got in the human world through the portal. I thought I was going to be ok, and one night, I learned the hard truth, I was being followed. I managed to escape as it was humans and I glamoured myself to look like a man. I learned from watching the humans how to act, so putting my acting skills to use, clutching my money, walking at a fast pace, I got back to my hotel. A nagging feeling comes over me that I will be seen soon. Checking the windows and doors are locked, I pulled out the tip money I made tonight. Just enough to get me food this week. I got lucky with tips as a waitress, I never complained about the men touching my arse or trying to feel me up. One of the girls who went to the pole told me this. Grin and bear it, maybe flirt a little, and you will get bigger tips. In your mind, you can murder them over and over again. A strange thing to say, I had to look up the meaning. So that is what I do with the sleepy customers. Not all customers do this. We have a few respectful ones who are on a business trip and been dragged there by the office staff. They are the ones who kept their wedding rings on and looked at their phones, doing what is called text message to their spouse. I wouldn't accept a tip off them as they were pure and genuine not wanting to be there, so they should not waste their money there. The office workers I am happy for them to put their hands in their pockets and tip me and the girls as they come to show off, they have been to a striper club and most will look down on us, or try and make us their entertainment, to make fun of us. When they do this, we make our own prices up on the drinks and charge them more. All the girls I worked with I learned they had a story, but you never asked. There is always a story behind the girls. Getting showered and dressed for bed, I slipped under the covers, needing to sleep, but it never came for a long while. When I finally drifted off, my eyes shot open again. The bed dipped next to me. Oh no, have I been found? Was someone in my room the whole time? Looking to my left, I see a chest and holy fricking hell a 10 pack of abs, no that can't be right, let me count. Gulping down my spit, I counted 10. Holy smoke balls. A v line trailed down to the tight-fitting jeans with what I could say was a snake in his jeans. A dust of hair was on that trail, but I followed it upwards to the chest. My eyes travelled to look up further when his hands held my head in place. Suddenly I couldn't move my eyes, I seemed to be trapped. All I could look at was a chest and n*****s staring back at me. The figure climbed on top of me. He leaned down to my neck. I should have been scared, but instead, I was turned on. My n*****s hardened, breathing coming faster. In a gravelly voice, the man on top of me whispered in my ear, licking the shell of it in between his words. "I can't wait to meet you, my little purple. Soon, you will be mine." My eyes finally able to look up. He was faceless. I could see he was huge and so tall. I was 6 ft, so I was tall, but this man was a lot bigger. As his lips came to kiss me, I closed my eyes, waiting for the kiss. It never came, and I woke up, with the sun shining high in the sky. How I knew it was a kiss I do not know, just instinct of that's where his lips would be. Having to shower again and put the sign on the door for a bed change, I thought I would go out and enjoy the sun. We don't get much of it, always raining, so today I am enjoying it. Passing by a cafe that smelled good today, I was tempted to go in, but no I got work tonight I need to eat well today, maybe I can ask tomorrow about that chocolate and marshmallow smell tomorrow. Stomach protesting it hasn't eaten yet, I filtered through the crowds and went to a bakery. Breakfast was a bagel with chocolate as I wanted to eat that smell. It didn't taste the same. Oh well, I will be off for a few nights in a couple of days. Hopefully, they will still have that special on. Still feeling tired, I decided to have a nap setting an alarm. Big mistake, I overslept and should be at work in 10 minutes! Running around my room, throwing on my uniform, grabbing my key card, I started to run to work. Being tall had some bonuses like right now, people moved, seeing me coming they didn't hesitate to move. With minute to spare, I clocked in. Putting my stuff in the lockers provided, I checked myself in the mirror. ok, I look decent still. I went to the bar to get started when the manager Trevor slinked up to me. I have never trusted him as he can be just as bad as the customers, a true creep. "Well, nice of you to join us this evening, Mel. Roxanne has phoned in sick, and you tonight will be taking her place." Pushing an outfit in to me, I looked at it. It was a genie outfit, which was a bra, knickers and sheer trousers, and a mask that was see-through. "But I don't know how to use the pole!" Surely, he could get someone else, I was just a waitress, I don't know how to pole dance! "Oh, don't worry, you will not be using the pole. You will be doing a special act, dancing and showing of that body of yours." Looking down my body, licking his lips, he said. “You will make me a good bit of money tonight." Pushing me to the changing rooms. I had no choice if I wanted to keep this job. Heather, one of the girls took pity on me, she had just come off the stage to drink and eat, showed me how to do the dance routine. Thankfully I haven’t put on too much weight coming to the human world. Good luck to me.
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