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Chapter 6

Auteur: K. Phoenix
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The last part of the show is when Izzy lays on the floor, the pole between her legs. I slowly slide up and down, twirling and playing with my own nipples. She sits there, unable to reach me with her whip, but still trying. I slide down and move back up before she reach me everytime. I throw one leg out, letting the other one stay wrapped around the pole as I spin around sliding down until I land on top of Izzy. I pin her hands over her head and trail kisses down her stomach until the lights dim, telling us our time is over. 

We walk off the stage, well more like stumble, behind the bar so Thomas can let us back in the room. The crowd erupts with claps, and whistles, making it sound a lot busier than it was when we got here. I don't dwell on that though. I just make my way through the room and wait to hear the door click shut behind up before I pull Izzy to me and our lips clash in a desparate, needy way.

We finally realize, too late, the other girls that are in the room. We hear a few throats clear and pull apart, meeting a couple smiling face, and one or two sneering ones. 

"That was hot as fuck." One of the girls said. The girl I said needed help with transitions. "I don't know you though, are you a new girl?" She asks and she points towards me and I shake my head.

"No, she's not new. She's old. Well, not old, but someone who used to work here." Izzy smiles to the girl, and one of the sneering ones steps closer. 

"That wasn't dancing. That was straight p**n." She scoffs before trying to turn away, only to run into the girl behind her.

"Sex sells sweetie. Don't judge someone for doing it better," I say, unable to stop myself. She scoffs in response, but doesn't say anything. 

The girl who needs help doesn't let it bother her though. "I've seen some of those moves somewhere though. I just have to figure out where." Her blonde hair bobs while she nods her head in thought. Izzy looks at me before I nod and she steps towards the girl.

"Starlight, meet Skyline. All the videos you watched about performance and how to put on a show were made by her. She's the best in this city, whether people like it or not."

Her hazel eyes open wide, her mouth spreading out into a grin. "No way! Ok, so I totally won't fangirl here, but OMG!!" She screeches and the bitter bitch turns around like she has something to say. She looks familiar, but I can't place her under all the makeup and glitter. She decides not to speak though, instead pushing past us to leave for the night. We were the last act of the night, the finale so to speak. Proabably took her spot and she's salty. 

"Could you teach me some things? Not now obviously, but when you have free time? I've been working so hard to get it right, but something isn't clicking and I can't tell what it is. Izzy always says such good things about the way you helped other girls come into themselves, and I would love the opportunity." 

I nod in response and Izzy gets the hint and takes over for me. 

"Today's been a rough day for her. Give her a couple days to settle back into things and we'll find you here ok?" Izzy says and the light dims in her eyes a little, so I reach for her hand and pull her towards me. 

My lips brush against hers, not as soft as Izzy's, but nice, safe almost. I murmur too exhausted to use energy I don't have. "I'll help you. Promise." Izzy's laughter breaks the spell and I step back from her and she huffs out air. 

"Cheese and rice woman. I get why they call you a sex goddess. I always thought it was an exaggeration, but here I am ready to throw myself at your feet after barely a kiss." She shakes her head with a smile on her face. "This is gonna be sooo much fun!" She squeals before she grabs her bags and rushes out of the room. 

"Come home with me babe. Let me take care of you for tonight." Izzy whispers in my ear and I just nod, falling against her. We stand like that for a couple minutes before slowly moving to get dressed. Neither one of us puts on the clothes we had on, instead throwing on extra sweatpants and tshirts. Her house isn't far and it's not like we're going to run into anyone here. 

We're heading towards the door when Thomas stops us.

"You two want your pay?" Right. Pay. Something I wasn't expecting, but could use right now. We turn back towards him and he comes to us, holding out two envelopes. 

"You two sure know how to put on a show. I still got a damn hard on. Is that the kind of show the bosses men were talking about last time?" He asks Izzy and she smiles and nods, laughter coming out before she can stop it. 

"You should have seen the mens' faces the first night we did one of these routines. It wasn't busy, it was actually dead in here, so we thought it would be a good trial run. We weren't excpecting them all to show up halfway through the routine." Izzy says before grabbing the envelopes and handing me one. 

"I gotta get her home Thomas, she's had a hell of a day. See ya tomorrow." She says as I wave and head out the door. 

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