On my first trial

Chapter 14 Angie

Walking to the bar to try out my luck. I swear ever since the last day, I last saw him, my mind haven't known no peace. “He wants me to work as a stripper?” I'm more than ready.

I was putting on a zipper and a round collar necklace. My v shape clearly in display. With my hair neatly packed in a bun like a high school girl.

When it got near the bar, the bartender had sought for my attention. “Hello, you're the girl from the last time, right?” He winked at me. He diverts his gaze when he sensed that I caught him staring at my boobs.

“You like those?” I inquired, teasing him as I bring my fingers to the center of them. A coy smile curled up his lips and he shrugged his head in disdain.

“I would have, but I dare not…” A light chuck escaped my mouth. He would have? Then, why not he? Wasn't he going to say something when he had stopped me in the first place?

“I was the girl from the last time, so what?” My beautiful set of eyes were scanning him through. He would have