Chapter Eleven (the memory cont.)

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“Alright, ladies listen up.” Fred says, walking into the dressing room behind the stripping stage, and we all turn to him.

That’s right. We.

Prospective strippers of the club… myself included.

I’d eventually given Fred a call the moment I got home that day and he had told me I only have to make it through two stages to be hired… I had to impress him, and then impress his boss.

Dan the bartender was right…the club is super exclusive and fancy.

I had made it passed the first stage after I came here the first time and he asked me to do a strip tease with some poll tricks. Doing the tricks with the poll wasn’t hard at all. I knew I was flexible and I put it to good use, mimicking the tricks I had seen those other strippers do. But it was the strip tease that I had to muster every courage in me to perform and even though I was able to impr