C2 Perfect Job?

Approximately one hundred and sixty three days left, Lance had raised just three thousand dollars from the coffee shop and selling some of the possessions he owned. Vanessa still hadn't made a penny to bring home.

Later that night she headed up to the biggest club in the town THE NEXUS. On arriving there , she met the female lead stripper Selma who was amazed by Vanessa's physical appearance and instantly knew she would be a top watch by the men.

“Are you really ready for this?” asked Selma.

“I am,” she answered in a flash.

“It's the biggest night of the year at The Nexus,if you participate tonight you could make home over ten thousand whooping dollars.”

“Whoa! that's a whole lot.” She knew it was the perfect job for her night. Without much hesitation, Vanessa signed an agreement with Selma to give her twelve percent of her daily income.

“I would be spending my night at Miles' place, he needs me to help him with some office work”.

“Okay, that's fine. My regards should be well sent to him” answered Lance who was already dizzy.

Gotten her clothes ready it was half past eight when she arrived at the club. Although the event was due to start by ten later that night she had to be early. Fifteen minutes drive to the club wasn't the time as the taxi man spent over seven minutes fixing his tires.

“This is the new girl Vanessa, she would be joining you all in the VIPS party tonight, be nice.'' That was all Selma informed the other strippers at Club Nexus but Theresa wasn't enjoying all of that. She felt that Selma was going to give Vanessa a special treatment, not because she's new but her appearance. Theresa didn't want Vanessa on stage that night as the best stripper that night always became popular afterwards earning more money even after the event.

“Why don't I show you around?” Theresa offered.

“Sure, why not” answered Vanessa innocently. Murmurs flew in from all corners of the room as they all didn't trust Theresa. Minding their businesses, they all got ready for the night.

“How long have you been here?” Vanessa curiously asked, walking side by side through a long passage with Theresa.

“Six years , Selma has just been here for three years but she was liked by the owner of the club and placed her as our head” in a furious tone Theresa responded.

“Why exactly are you here?You look like some high profile college girl”. True, she really does look like one and the way she composes herself and the way she talks blended all right in.

“It's a more personal story. I don't really want to share”. “Where are we heading too?” she asked but Theresa gave no response.

“Hello girl, i am talking to you” she stopped walking.

“Do you think I'd let you come steal the spotlights here tonight?!” … Never!. Vanessa pushed her trying to run but she dodged so well like she was a black belter. She hit Vanessa up her face and fisted a punch through her stomach making her fall. Her aim was to make her unconscious so she locked her up in one of the store rooms here. She hit Vanessa with a big stick of fine oak wood. She missed. Vanessa grabbed it from her making them exchange slaps and hair pulling, then finally Theresa was struck against the wall making her unconscious and throwing up. Vanessa took to heels before she was accused wrongly. Ten minutes to the event was all that was left. Looking so unkempt, scattered hair and a side of her braziers cut, a furious Selma asked “What happened to you?! Where is Theresa?!”.

Fidgeting and looking scared of losing her job she lied she was almost being raped by a fake security man but instantly the other members knew it was a lie , she had been in a battle with the b*tch. “Theresa said she wanted to grab some water before we started '' she answered in a scared tone.

Few minutes after Selma left the room , "We are sure you had her beaten up already ” they said. Looking surprised and devastated , “Why was she after me?”. “She is the devil in here and she's jelly you might steal all the spotlights. You have started a battle with her, I really just hope you will be victorious at last. Three girls have lost their jobs because of her ”. “That would never be my case, I will end her”.

“It has started ”. “Twenty minutes from now, we would be called in” a good looking girl Ashley announced. “Have fun out there and make yourself good money” Selma mentioned before telling them to go in. It was one full party , rich men from far and near all surrounded with exotic drinks and pretty girls who made them feel fly. It was a luxurious party, money was sprayed all over but at some moment everywhere became silent as an angel took on a pole to dance. The angel was Vanessa. The big lights went on her as she moved up and down the metallic rod. Her body was so captivating , it had the perfect curves. She had on a white topping which showed a little off her nipples. The movements she made got some men so hard they want every inch of her body. Men started spraying their money all over her. She kept doing her thing and more cash was all over her. Theresa had just regained consciousness, she had to be inside the hall before Selma knew how long she had been out. Hastening her footsteps, at the door she wasn't allowed in. An order from Selma she thought.

“You are suspended for the next two weeks” a voice ran in behind her. You broke the rules. The strippers were only given ten minutes lateness grace, she was forty minutes late. This favored other strippers more money for them. She was so angry and the only thing in her mind now was how to end Vanessa. She headed to their room to get dressed and leave, she left not just with her clothes but Vanessa's bag and stuff too. She had thrown them in the trash. It was only past three in the morning that the show ended. Of course , Vanessa made most of the profits, overwhelmed with joy in her heart she barely noticed her bag was gone.

“You got an angel on the poles tonight, who is she?” asked the club owner.

“It's her first time.” “She is Vanessa”. answered Selma.

“Invite her over for a dance now” he ordered.

In six minutes, she was already with him in his luxurious bedroom which was on the fourth floor of the club. The walls were all perfectly smooth. The floors were covered with an expensive taupe rug that felt attractively soft. There was a triple wardrobe styled like those for males , and a large set of drawers; both a dark oak that matched the headboard of the platform bed. The bed itself was under a smooth arch. He was Andre, the man who lent her father the money. Unfamiliar to her, she took to the poles and she went on like an angel that she was.

“Take it off, don't dress up tonight ”. He said in a commanding tone. Struck by that , she paused and kind of needed him to repeat himself.

“Do what I asked and this is yours”. The stack of money was flaunted to her. It was around twenty five thousand dollars to thirty thousand dollars. She thought within her “At least he is not asking for sex”. She took off her clothings and was completely naked. Dancing on the pole, her body was all he focused on ,giving him a hard-on. She was well shaved. The way her breasts swung around with her could almost leave him salivating. After an hour and half , he gave her the money and asked her to leave. She made a sum of eleven thousand dollars from the show having paid Selma her twelve percent.

“Who took them?!” Vanessa cried out loud.

“I left them right here!”. Her mind told her it could be only one person. The stupid hussy she got into a fight with some hours ago. Selma offered her some clothes and decided to drop her off at home. She never allows anyone in her car, she had always asked them to take a taxi whilst she paid. Theresa didn't go home and was waiting so she could attack Vanessa on her way home and saw all that happened and it made her more mad.

“I can't let this body leave me that way, i need a taste of it” Andre thought as he gulped down his wine.

“Thank you so much for today Selma , I am really grateful” she said with a smile.

“You are welcome and I must say you've got some nice moves I want to learn” . They both laughed and waved goodbye as Vanessa alighted at the gate of her house. “You'd be back later tomorrow right?” Selma asked curiously but all Vanessa could do was respond with a smile.

Was she ready to go back and make more money? But having an enemy getting in the way of her peace. How about the mysterious man, would he want her naked again? She thought about all these but right now all she needed was a good long rest.