Thursday

.Intro.




I walked into my home and threw my keys in the drawer, I dragged myself upstairs to the laundry room and put a load of clothes in. After I started the washing machine, I walked to my bedroom and flopped down on the bed, took my shoes off, got up and looked in the mirror. I still had glitter all over me, looked at the bag behind me, it was full of money that was either thrown or stuffed. Excuse my manners, my name is Angel'Lynn Monroe, I'm 21 years old, I'm an exotic dancer, and this is my story.




This is my best friend Keani. She just turned 21 and she's also an exotic dancer. We got into the business together, but I'm afraid she might be doing something else on the side. I'm not sure though. I love Keke to death and I would die if anything happened to her. She's like the sister I never had. We grew up together. How did we get into exotic dancing? You'll find that out soon enough.






This is my boyfriend Chris. He's 22 and not too fond of me being an exotic dancer, although I did meet him at the club I work at. He wants me to quit but I can't. I love him and I know he hates my job, but it's what I do. I can't pull myself away... just yet.






This is Zai'Anne... she's 20 and she works at the same club and we cannot stand each other. She's constantly after Chris and I'm not having that at all. She's jealous because Chris chose me over her the night we met. Chris was a regular at the club, but ever since we started dating he stopped coming as often as he did and that angered her. She's just gonna have to deal with the fact that Chris is mine.

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