Aubrianne Ivanov POV
I even saw the grocery store owner where I worked on a separate occasion. Though with him, I did not feel the dread I felt with my English teacher. He and I even shared a few words, and he even paid for a lap dance when he asked me if this is where I work now, and I told him yes! The money was better.
"Ha," I laughed to myself. What an experience both encounters were.
Now, Jada and I met when, in walked Jada one night with two other girls, Kylynn and Ena. They were all glitter and glamour in the highest pairs of heels I had ever seen.
Each, in their pretty little outfits, Jada in her sexy leopard print dress reaching just below her butt cheeks, her toned sexy legs on full display, her beach blonde hair pulled up in a messy bun, her face done to perfection, her skin glowing. And her beautiful grey eyes stared at me as she whispered something to who I knew now as Kylynn.
They laughed lightly, then Jada went up to the counter as it was their turn to cash out the commodities they picked up. Some condoms, mints, random snacks, and a bottle of Bourbon.
When our eyes made contact as I cashed the condoms, she giggled, "that's so my arse doesn't get pregnant like Ena here."
I could not help but smile back as her smile was infectious. "Protection is always better than cure any day, anytime," I said, still smiling.
"Isn't that right? Hi, I am Jada. This is Kylynn," she says while pointing at the girl she was whispering to, "and this is Ena, whom you already know is pregnant". She smiles again as she motions to Ena.
Kylynn was slightly shorter than Jada's five foot seven inches average height, minus the heels, jet black hair and hazel eyes with gold flecks, petit, but very sexy. And Ena' the expecting one' had long fire-red hair cascading down her back with a pair of a beautiful shade of sea-green doe eyes. She was gorgeous, I thought at the time, they all were.
I stopped staring and responded, grinning with a slight blush, "Hi! I am Aubrianne. Nice to meet you, girls".
"I love your hair; it's so full and beautiful!" she says while making grabby hands. Then went on, "Gosh, I simply love it and would love to touch it so badly, can I? And you're so pretty, isn't she pretty?" Jada rattled on slightly, turning to get an answer to her latter question from Kylynn while fully beaming and blushing.
"Yes, she is," Kylynn casually approved.
I replied to Jada's former crazy question about touching my hair. "No way!" I exclaimed. "Sorry, I don't let people touch on my hair, especially someone I don't even know, but thank you for your kind words though…and you are also beautiful, you all are actually," gesturing to each one of them and politely smiled as I finished ringing up their items.
I then packaged their items, and then they left while waving goodbye. I waved back, smiling cheerfully. Still trying to figure out what it was, but there was something about Jada I gravitated to.
I smiled as I recalled their frequent visits during the following weeks that passed, where we would engage in little conversations learning something new about each other each time, whether it was where we lived, what we did when we got off work, or what they did for a living.
A few more visits later, Jada eventually invited me to the club to watch her dance and check out the place.
One thing led to another, and here I am; I came in just in time to replace Ena. Because of her pregnancy, she stopped dancing and worked the bar instead until it was her maternity leave.
My experience here has indeed been life-changing. I gained a family, and I learned a lot. I remember walking into Triple X for the first time. The place was huge, a warehouse space that was well-designed and decorated on the inside. Stripper Poles on every stage spread across, running straight from the ground to the ceiling.
In front of each stage, there were stools with comfy cushion seating all around. A few stages had chairs around them, and others had substantial-sized half-circle-type sofas.
There were enclosed booth areas also, furnished with a lush comfy sofa and a table. The fully stocked bar ran from one end straight down to the other, stacked with drinks I had never even heard of, a DJ booth off to the right, just a bit off the ground, slightly above everyone.
Oh my, I gasped the first time I entered the dressing rooms. It was clean, with mirrors all along the walls and little dressers divided strategically, and the other area of the dressing room included a bathroom and a wall full of lockers. The bathroom was big enough, with five shower heads lining the wall.
I remember being in awe and overly curious. My curiosity won over my skepticism, which is what got me here in the first place. I mean, this place was just amazing, and I will cherish all the memories made.
Every time I saw Jada, she always dressed to perfection, with the latest styles, expensive shoes, and handbags. The girl looked well put together and on point every time.
When Jada walked into my life, I had just started working at the grocery store, which was my second job to pay my way through college and living expenses, and I was struggling at that.
Things were very tight between my mom and me, extensively so that my mom took out the bare minimum life insurance coverage. And, after funeral expenses, I wanted to keep the little I had left untouched, for when I started an internship and moved, my fingers crossed.
At the time, I had big plans for my life.
So, when invited, it only took a little convincing as I was already curious to see what it was all about.
Stepping out of my reverie and standing up, I walked to the side of my dresser, where I could get a full view of myself. My skin shimmering, my eyes roam my body as I take it all in. There was glitter all over my toned legs, curves in all the right places. I twist my body to view my heart-shaped butt.
"I am going to miss you so darn much. Please take me with you. I can fit in your suitcase, pretty, pretty, please?" Jada jest as she stomps into the dressing room, and then she dramatically plops down on a nearby couch and pouts her full gorgeous lips.
Pleased with how I looked, I turned to face her, and walking over to her, I flipped my hair over my shoulders and replied. "You know I will miss you too, but this is what's next for me."
Sitting, I engulfed her in a warm hug. "Besides, we can facetime each other all the time. You can even come to visit me for a weekend."
She pulled back from my embrace, lifted an eyebrow, and said with so much sass, "b!tch I will not miss you that much, and a weekend at that?' She screeched out, 'weekend.'
"Ha, you know that's not gonna happen because momma gots to secure that bag, okay," we laughed and then fell into a peaceful silence.
After a short moment, I reached for her again, "Okay, fine!" Whenever is best for you to visit, you can." Though as I said those words, I felt like my heart was being squeezed in my chest. "Damn, Jay, I will miss you so much."
The thought of leaving Jada really did a number on me. I would be alone yet again and in a new place, starting from scratch and making new friends and acquaintances.
This truly affected my psyche.
After a brief moment, she pushes me away, none of that now, and glances at herself in the mirror, "uh, look at what you did."
I could not help but smile and look at myself as well. Then it was my turn to shout, "uh, look at what You did now, and I have to go on any minute Jada!"
Needless to say, our makeup was both smudged, but thankfully it was waterproof mascara. However, we still needed touch-ups.
I strolled back to where I was seated, dabbed at my eyes, and continued with the rest of the touch-ups as I got myself into the frame of mind needed for my last dance.
Aubrianne Ivanov POV **WARNING** Slight sexy times As time passed and got ever so close to me having to go out there, Jada and I were settling into a light conversation when suddenly, out of nowhere… "Girrrlll, oh my God!" Jada pauses, furrows her eyebrows, squinting her eyes when one of her hands reaches up to touch her forehead. She grimaces, taking a quick intake of breath. "Geez," she begins again wide-eyed, "I almost forgot what I came here to tell you in the first place." I glanced at her through the mirror as she went on... "Ron is here and has not moved from that spot in front of the stage. He is just sitting there dead center, unmoving". I did not miss how her voice rose at dead center and dragged out the word unmoving to emphasize. I briefly paused, hand midair with puff secured by my fingers. I arch a brow as this is not news, coaxing Jada to elaborate. Looking a bit uneasy, she said, "he seems a bit off." Furrowing my brows, "what do you mean off?" Jada looks like
Aubrianne Ivanov POV **WARNING** Slight sexy times On stage, I continued a buildup of torturous teasing to lead up to the big finale. Showing off my skill on the pole, I stretched my hand, aimed higher up the stripper pole, and pulled myself up the pole again. My legs now extend downwards like I am almost standing in the air. However, I make it look effortless, but believe me, it is not. I am holding myself up with my hands, my body flexing sexily, walking in the air, and striking a few poses. I have acquired a newfound respect for dancers. It took me months to perfect my moves and skills on the stripper pole. When I started, I never even dared to venture up on the Stripper pole as I had no upper body strength and did not know where or how to begin. I would stay on the ground and give lap dances, and the pole tricks came six months later, after hours and hours of practice on a nightly basis. Moving on in my routine, I expand on my position, back now touching the pole, holding mys
**WARNING** - Triggering Content Aubrianne Ivanov After my performance on stage and covering every corner—believe me when I say I left my mark. I took the time to do a once over on the stage, ensuring I'd picked up every dollar. I couldn't afford to leave a dollar behind. I worked very hard to save for my next move, and I will be damned if I let even one dollar slip away. I need every penny to start a new life in a new place away from the people close to me. Nevertheless, I smile, feeling accomplished as I set a goal for tonight. I am not one hundred percent sure of the exact amount made, but my 'guesstimation' said it was a killing. I then headed towards the dressing room to freshen up and get ready for the after-party, "heyyyyyyyy" I shouted, then did a little hop and skip, "let's get ready to partyyyyyy!" I called to no one in particular. I am so pumped and hyped up for what's to come next.....in a few days. So you know what? I am going to enjoy the hell out of this get-toge
**WARNING** - Triggering ContentAubrianne Ivanov"So sweet!" he whispered, followed by a sound as if it was the best tasting thing he ever had the pleasure of tasting in his life. All while looking at me with those lust-filled eyes. Then suddenly, his hand reaches up to stroke my cheek so softly, and I flinch slightly.And now, he dared to look hurt at my reaction to his tender gesture. Dropping his hand, he looked down, shook his head as if in an attempt to clear it, and he was right back at it saying, "no, no, no, NO, this is not happening, this cannot be happening," as if remembering I was leaving all over again.Almost like he is talking to himself AGAIN, he rambles on.On shaky legs, I stood there, all these questions running through my mind. How am I getting out of this? Is he this upset that I am leaving? Or was he upset that I was leaving before he got with me? What could have possibly sent him over the edge like this?My body heats up as anger surges through me at my last th
***WARNING*** Triggering Content Aubrianne Ivanov He swiftly adjusted to properly secure my hands above my head now with one hand while the other moved down to start his frenzied groping. He gripped my neck, parted his lips, and his tongue darted out and licked my face. He then groped my boobs, becoming hasty in his movements. He moaned, then went on about so long, he waited patiently for this, and I was not going to deprive him of what was his. This man has some nerve. I felt disgusted and screamed in my mind, 'like what in the f**king hell Aubri? Get your ass up, girl!' Yes, you have wanted this. Yes, you have fantasized about it, feeling Ron inside of you and imagining what it would feel like. Yes, you wished you could have had your night with Ron, but not like this. He was busy fiddling with his belt buckle, and I used the opportunity to look around, thinking of what to do, and recalled we were on the couch, so if I could just... Not overthinking it, I pushed us over to l
Aubrianne Ivanov My heart started to pound against my ribcage, and my pores stood at attention. What in the world? Who was in my home?I quietly crawl out of bed, then frantically but quietly look around for a weapon that can be used in my defense against the intruder. While I steady my breathing, in and out, I chant in my head.I only found a pair of my seven-inch heel dance shoes that were in close proximity. Ah, jackpot! One of these in the head can surely knock someone out.Scanning my body, I noticed I wore tight shorts and a vest. I hastily pulled on a robe, heel in hand, and went tiptoeing to my bedroom door. I turned the knob as quietly as possible, hoping the door wouldn't squeak.A breath escaped me when the door did not make any noise. I peeked out, eyes looking to my immediate left and right first, then outwards to my small living area.To my surprise, it was my mother, and she was busy washing some dishes in the kitchen sink.I blinked, then blinked again. My eyes were d
Aubrianne Ivanov POV"Ok," I croak, then breathes a huge sigh of relief at this illuminating news. Things did not go as far as I horrifyingly thought for that small moment. Which felt like a lifetime, to be quite honest.But I was still not entirely willing to grasp the gravity of the situation; I shoved everything down and decided to go with denial, of even being attacked.Don't judge me. I just can't deal right now. I refuse to break.I leaned my head on the pillow, tightly closing my eyes again. I tried to think of something else...Meanwhile, Kylynn and Ena, who were off to the side, hovering nearby, came around me. One by one, they hug me tightly, and I return their hugs a little one-sided as Jada continues to stroke the back of my palm, which she holds on to.John then told us he would get my doctor.After, they took their turn to offer well wishes and regrets for not being there sooner. I thanked them and reassured them that I was OK and it was alright, hugging them once more.
Aubrianne Ivanov Bringing me back to her and the present, Jada giggles and says, "thirsty a$$ b!t3h."I playfully shove her, "don't say that!" I exclaim, and we laugh so hard. I coughed, and we laughed some more till I swore my stitches would burst out, so I quickly tried calming myself and catching my breath. My hand automatically went to caress my head, and I grimaced.She looked at me sympathetically and told me she was sorry."Don't worry about it; I am fine," I reassured her."Hey, Aubri," Shawn says with a sleepy voice.Oh, oh, we seem to have woken Shawn with our laughter."Heyyy, Shawn," I cooed.He stretched, then got up and walked over to me. Hovering, he slid a strand of wayward hair out of my face and placed it behind my ear.Then he looks me in the eye, "hey beautiful, you sure you ok?"I look at him and respond, "yes, Shawnee bear, I'm ok, and I'm feeling good actually, although this one nearly made me blow out some stitches," pointing an accusing finger at Jada.She fl