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1057 Words
November 2018
Goa , India
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It had been a month after the police raided the place
As usual , they didn't get any foul play
But , the activities were dropped
No more private rooms , all the customers were scrutinized
Mainly no new customers were allowed, just the regulars
The stripping club had turned into a bar , all the girls who were strippers , now had started working as the waiters
And taking up , personal appointments
From there regulars
Taking the business outside the club
"Here's your drink "Bethany smiled at the couple as she served them , their drinks
"Oh god
These are the worst days " Genie sighed
"They didn't even tip
Such stingy people "Laura sighed
Their income was trashed , all of sudden
And it didn't please them
They had their own problems to be met, by the money
"Someone is asking for you
Lizzie "Merilyn walked inside as she glared at the girls for wasting there time by chit chatting
"Where are they ?"Bethany asked
"Private lounge "
She walked towards the door , as she saw a man waiting for her
"You must be Elizabeth"
It wasn't a question but an statement
She nodded as she heard him
"here's the money " he put the envelope of cash on to the table
"Private show " he announced
He looked , like he was in hurry and he wanted to get out of the place
"Where and when ?" Elizabeth asked as she picked the money, it was plenty for one show
"Dior Hotel.Sunday.Ten.pm " the man spoke , gruffly
"You will have a car sent to pick you up " he added
"What's the client's name ?" She asked as she stood , her arms crossed
The bluetooth in his ears , blinked
He was being spoken the words , told to him through
Like a little puppet
"That's unnecessary
You got your money
That's all you need to care " the man snorted
"Listen Sir
I don't perform for people who can't take there names
You may leave
Or choose someone else
There are plenty of girls " she snapped back at him
Putting him at his place
The man looked at her , shocked by her words
That was not something he was expecting from her
"Double the amount " he stated as he took a step forward
Like he was trying to intimidate her
"Name " she spoke , her voice confident
The man sighed out of annoyance
After a second of silence
"Giovanni " he finally stated
It was a made up name
Intalian name
The man was from Italian background ,that's why when put into pressure to choose a name , he selected a name that he uses or hears often
"Agreed
But few rules apply
Number one - I'll travel by myself
I don't need your car
But I want you to pay for the travel expenses
Number two - two hours only
Not more than a minute after two hours
Number three - no touching
No s****l activity will be allowed
Lay a finger on me, I'll be out the very minute
And yeah , I'll not sleep for money
Clear?" She asked as she took the envelope , putting behind her elasticated skirt waist band
The man nodded
Da- Vinci
Giovani
Too many Italian names to know and remember
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Sunday 03 - November - 2019
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Bethany stepped out of the cab , as she stood in front of the huge Dior hotel
She looked around as she made her way through
The door man welcomed her with a small smile
The place was all white
The white and gold furniture and decor gave it an elegant classy look
She wasn't sure , where she had to find them
"Ms. McCarthy this way "
She turned around, towards a man , who put his hand out for her, pointing at the direction
He wore a white suit like every body in the room
So he worked in the hotel
And there were no customers except the knights to protect the king
It was too easy now
Even their faces were getting familiar day by day
"Thank you "
She was led into a huge room , it was a master bedroom
With large windows , the cool air hitting the room
The view of the beach was highlighted at the edges of the glass , as it gave a peak outside
The room was huge , she noticed a small couch next to the bed along with a red chair
"Welcome " she turned around to meet the man , who had paid her for the performance
"Where's Mr.Giovani?"
I'm running late " she asked , as she crossed her arms
"Well
You can start your performance " the man stated as he locked the door
Her lips parted slightly faking a surprised gesture
"I don't play funny business" she smiled
"Why don't you take a seat
So I can start?" She asked the man as she slowly unbuttoned the long trench coat she was wearing
She wore a red bralette with a velvet shorts
Black high heels
She removed her trench coat placing it on the bed as she settled down , her legs crossed
"Sit " this time she spoke like an order
The man's ego was hurt but the command in to his ears , made him oblige
It was time to get him out
The minute the man sat down
She flipped her hair, as she widened her leg
Giving a peak to her curves and her wet lips .
The man sucked in a breathe as she rolled her hips , touching herself as she made her way towards him
She looked like an sweet angel, who had fallen down to meet the needs of pleasure
The way she danced, so sensually definitely turned the man on
She used the bed frame to spread her body , as she thrusted her hip against the frame
Biting down her lips , watching him
She teased her own hard n*****s , as she smirked at him
Walking towards him
She placed her legs , on his shoulders as she followed the song beat
Her hands trailed up , towards his shirt , aiming at the microphone
"Out " she smiled as she heard a very similar
The man got up as he rushed out
His hard member stood out like an victory
She smirked at Mr.Mathew Larenski
Who stood at the door
His jaw was clenched
"Hello
There " she winked at him as she stood straight
And he lost it
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