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“And men will fuck anything with a pink pussy between its legs. If trees magically started growing pussies instead of leaves, men would fuck them.”

“Um, are you trying to make a point or are you trying to get the image of a pussy-tree stuck in my head?”

“Stay with me. Since men will fuck anything with a pink pussy, size doesn’t matter.”

“Lies. You’re small. You don’t know what us thick chicks go through. You haven’t been told, oh, you’re pretty, for a big girl. Or, you’d be sexy if you were slimmer. Or my favorite, you’re so cool, I just don’t date big girls. No offense. You cool as hell.”

“Those are men outside the club. The ones who care about what others think about them and their choices. The ones who meet you, like you, want you, but are afraid to be judged for their dating preference. Outside these walls, men have to live up to a certain social standard. Unfortunately, that standard is bias and unfair. And no one seems willing to change it.”

“How does that help me get tips?”

Lina smiled and tossed her dark brown hair over her shoulder. “Inside these walls, those worldly standards don’t apply.”

“Really? Then why are there only slender white females working here?”

“Because only slender white females have been applying. Other women haven’t. I even heard Jeff say that this club needed a variety of women to make it stand out more and up their cliental. And that’s where you come in.”

“Me? How?”

“Right now, you’re getting tips because the guys think you’re cute. They don’t give a fuck about your songs. Your songs are boring and bland. Sorry.”

“Hey, those songs are classics.”

“Exactly. You need to step into this century. Start singing newer songs. Sexier songs. Songs that make these already horny fools even hornier.”

Cristal thought for a moment. What Lina was saying made sense. She hated to admit it, but it did. “I can do that.”

“Of course, you can. And you need to dress sexier. Not naked, just sexier.”

“I don’t want men to think I’m easy.”

“Do I look easy?”

“Yes.”

Lina burst out laughing. “Fuck you.”

Smiling Cristal said, “You look it, but I know you’re not. I don’t want to look it. That’s not me.”

“Then dress classy sexy.”

Classy sexy? She thought she was dressed classy sexy. This was probably one of her sexier outfits.

“Criss, I have to go. Jeff is waving me over. Look, you’re off tomorrow, right?”

“Yeah, but I have to take my granny to church.”

“Okay, next week, before you come back to work Friday, we’re going shopping.”

“I don’t know, Lina.”

“We’re going. You need tips. The holidays will be here soon.”

True. And her niece, Ashley, had a long list for Santa. “I’ll go, but it has to be somewhere reasonably priced.”

“I got you. I’ll text you next week. I’m going to help you pick out some classy sexy outfits that are guaranteed to get you tips. By the way, do you need me to wait outside for you?”

Lina asked her that every Friday and Saturday night. And every Friday and Saturday night, Cristal turned the offer down.

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