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I have jet black hair too, but I chose to color it blonde just to switch it up a bit.
Karena taught me a few routines before my audition. I did well. They hired me on the spot. My first night on the job, my nerves were out of whack. I felt the acid rising in my throat. My eyes scanned the crowd. The hungry stares were hard to accept. My thoughts became consumed with why I was stripping, to help my dad. The second I focused on the goal, each night became a little easier.
The money I was raking in was definitely helpful. Soon, my father’s medical bills were almost under control. I moved into my own apartment. A place of serenity and refuge from the world. If I was able to, I’d sit in my apartment, listen to music and day dream what it would be like to sit and have coffee with my mother. Sometimes I imagine how great a grandmother she would have been to my future children. I doubt I’ll ever get over the loss of my mother.
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Listening to the lecture in finance class, I take notes on my laptop while my recorder records my professor’s words. It’s important I don’t let my thoughts slip thinking about Hayden. I don’t need a man disrupting my education. I have to stay on track. I graduate with my Bachelor’s degree in Computer Science in June. Immediately I begin the MBA program in the fall. Glancing at my watch, I realize I have three more classes. Then I’m done for the day.
“Lydia!”
Walking toward my red Honda Accord Coupe, I glance over my shoulder.
I smile. “Hey Curtis! How are you?”
“I’m good. Did you understand the lecture in Finance today?”
I pointed toward my backpack. “My recorder recorded all the gibberish. I’ll read the chapters this week before the test Thursday.” I unlocked the driver side door.
“Let me get that for you.” Curtis removed my backpack from my shoulder, opened the door, placing my bag on the back seat.
“Thanks Curtis. That bag is heavy.”
“If you wouldn’t walk so fast after class I would carry it for you.”
I smirked. “Thanks. I need to get some studying in before I go to work.”
He smiled. “Can I take you out Saturday?”
“Curtis, you are sweet. But, I need to focus on school.”
I grabbed his hand holding it tight. “Thank you, for always thinking about me. I don’t mind hanging out as friends, but nothing more. Maybe we can study next week for Physics.”
Lowering his chin, he frowned. “I would always think about you Lydia.” A bitter smile took his lips.
The hairs stood on my arms. Curtis is nice, but I’m not interested in dating him. He is attractive. However, right now, I can’t get Hayden out of my head. It wouldn’t be fair to Curtis to go out on a date, knowing he wants more.
He rubbed his dark brown clean-shaven chin. “Alright, Lydia. We can study next week just as friends.”
Excitedly, I pulled him into a hug.
“Thanks, for understanding.”
He held me longer than I intended. Slowly, I pushed back from him. Sometimes, Curtis makes me feel uncomfortable.
“See you later Curtis.”
“Bye, Lydia.”
On my drive home, I remembered back to my work shift last night. Not that I was looking for Hayden, but I didn’t see him in the club. Ok, I admit, I looked around the club for him a little. He said he would be there every night. Who was I kidding? I knew I shouldn’t have gotten my hopes up. Its all for the best that I forget about him.
After studying for two hours, I took a nap.
I stood gazing out the oversized window, watching cars speed down Ponce De Leon. I smiled then darted out the door to work.
“Hey Maurice!”
“Scrumptious, how you doing tonight?” he asked, opening my car door.
“I’m good,” I replied passing him my car keys.
The night air ripped through me. I wore a sweat shirt, leggings, and black Ugg boots; my usual attire.
“What kind of crowd are we looking at tonight?”
“Much like last night. A celebrity and his entourage asking for all the best strippers at his table.”
I smiled. “Great, thanks Maurice!”
“You know I got you Scrumptious.”
Maurice works valet and is one of the club bouncers. I work at Make It Rain strip club. The best strip club in the country. We are often riddled with Celebrities. They think because they are famous rules don’t apply to them. I try not to bend over in their faces, because too many times my pussy was licked by a drunk ass celebrity. The bouncers kick them out. They vow to never come back, then return a couple of weeks or a month later. They always return.
