Total pages in book: 58
Estimated words: 56328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 56328 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 282(@200wpm)___ 225(@250wpm)___ 188(@300wpm)
Chapter Thirteen
Dove
I watch as he walks down the hall out of sight, I take a step to follow him to have this out but Niya grabs my arm and I look at her noticing everyone staring at us “He’s such an asshole” Abbey says and I look at her in shock that he’s not even willing to conceive that Wiley might be his
“Don’t judge him to harsh Dove, he’ll come around” Niya says rubbing my arm and I look back at the hall feeling deflated calm Wiley by bouncing her
“He seemed pretty adamite that he’s not the Dad”
“What the fuck is going on?” an older man says walking up
“Razor, this is Jewel’s baby” Maggie says and he looks down at my niece
“Fuck” he says
“Exactly” Maggies says and I wonder what the big deal is and why in the hell her father doesn’t want anything to do with her
“Why?” I ask them and they all look at me and Wiley
“Socket just never wanted kids, simple as that and Jewel new that” the guy standing next to Niya says as he puts his arm over her shoulder
“But why?” I ask and they all shrug their shoulders
“He’s never said” Razor says
“Should I go and talk to him” they all shake their heads
“Just leave it for now” Niya says and I look at Wiley as she calms yawning
“Well, I’m going to take this one home than”
“I’ll get your bag” Abbey says
“Thank you.” I watch as people get back to their own conversations as Abbey hands me Wiley’s basket and bag and I place her back in it
“Well, it was nice to meet you all” I tell them not sure if I’ll ever see them again
“It was nice to meet you Dove” Niya says hugging me and I walk out to my car and place Wiley on the back-seat hearing Niya groan and I turn and look at her
“What?”
“Nothing” she says as I give her and Abbey a hug and get in my car
“It was nice to meet you all” I say as I wave goodbye and head home to my shitty little bedsit.
*
By Monday morning my brain was screaming at me for sleep but I needed to get to Delores’s to drop off Wiley than head over to Pink Slip to work my first shift. To say I was scared shitless was an understatement, I’d shaved everything which was surprisingly erotic. The sensations of my underwear rubbing on the sensitive flesh was making me blush, the new awareness of my baldness making everything south of my belly button heat up. As I walked into the club I found Oki and Bunny sitting at one of the tables talking and I walked straight up to the both of them
“Hi”
“Well hello darlin,’ ready for your first shift?” Oki asks me and I nod still unsure how good I’m going to be
“So, have you worked out what you’re going to do?” Bunny asks and I nod, having spent all day yesterday watching videos online of strippers “So what’s your act than?”
“I was thinking the naughty school girl with a ruler” Oki laughs and Bunny smiles nodding
“I can see that, your small with that young innocent look, men are gonna love it, I like it” Bunny says making me smile
“Well, all the shits out the back darlin’ go on back there, the other girls will help you find shit” I nod at both of them
“Thank you again for the job” I tell Bunny
“Your welcome honey.” I walk back down a dark corridor and knock on the door, a woman in a small g-string answers and I blush at her nakedness
“Yep” she says and I try not to look at her breasts but the heels she has on has them at my eye level and I look down at her shoes
“I’m the new stripper” I tell her and I watch as she steps back and I walk in lifting my head and see four other girls half naked getting dressed
“Props are over there, take whatever you need.” I walk over to a large cabinet and start to go through all of the wigs and outfits. I find a blonde wig with ponytails and a school girl plaid skirt a white button-down shirt that goes just under my boobs, white shocks and debate on which shoes to use
“Use these, they’re comfortable” one of the girls says handing me a pair of black platform mary-janes
“I didn’t know they made these in platforms” I say holding them up and she laughs
“They don’t I had them made” she says surprising me that she’d let me borrow her things. What I heard about strip clubs and the women that worked in them was they were territorial and total bitches
“Thank you” I tell her and she smiles
“Vixen” she says holding out her hand
“Oh, I’m Dove” I tell her and she smiles