Chronicals of the Stripper

Money used to be tight for me and my daughter, and jobs were scarce.  I remember being afraid that there would be no meal the next night for dinner.  1

We lived in this old, run down apartment building, the manager never bothered to fix anything and we had this old run down piece of junk for a car, the parts had been replaced so many times before we bought that I don't even know what it is.  All I know is that it cost us $150 and that set us back a few months.  2

I used to sit and cry, wondering how I would be able to provide for my daughter, Olivia.  She was only four and she had schooling coming up in the fall, which I had no way of paying for.  I used to sit down and pray that somehow our money problems would be answered before we ended up out on the streets.3

One day, the Lord answered our prayers.  It was a normal day, bright and sunny out, but it was still a little nippy, winter was slowly fading away still, so I told Olivia to put on her jacket, and we were going to go for a ride to the park so we could see the ducks. She absolutely adored seeing them, it was a tradition all of her short life.  She grabbed her green patched coat and we went to the car.  I thought the battery should last long enough to make it there but I was wrong.  The car broke down in front of a stripper place.  I told Olivia to stay in the car and lock the doors and not let anyone come near her.  I got out of the car and walked inside, just had to use the phone.  I had my change out and everything when a man in a hurry bumped me, making me drop all the loose change!  I was just flustered but he stuttered his apologies and bent down to pick the coins up.  4

He looked up at me, wrapped in my patched red coat and ripped jeans and stood up.  He was still looking at me all funny as I tried again to call for someone to help with my car.  I couldn't concentrate so I turned around and shortly asked him what he was looking at.  His reply; "You."  All I could do was roll my eyes, then he realized his manners and took my hand, introducing himself.5

"My name is Henry Durment, owner of this yer fine establishment."6

He said happily, I nodded, going along with it. 7

"What size are you?"8

He looked at me filled with excitement.  I withdrew my hand.9

"What? That's a great first impression!  I guess your manners are just gone today huh?  All I did was come in to use the phone and your asking for what size I am?  I am insulted!"10

I fired back at him, an angry fire in my eyes.11

"Insulted? I was hoping you would become my new showgirl!  We just lost one of our stars a few nights ago and no one as...."  His eyes traveled over my body, "specially qualified... has entered my establishment."12

All I could do was stare.  13

"Are you offering me a job?"14

I managed to stutter out, half not knowing what to do. 15

"Yes."16

He replied, then took me by the hand and lead me back to the dressing rooms.  17

As I looked around, I saw naked women struggling to put on cloth, no bigger then my dishrags at home, onto their enhanced bodies, makeup mirrors with blush and powder spread all over the tops and clothes, thrown all over the room.  Henry lead me to one girl, a little older then me, I would say about 25.18

"Marty this is..."19

He looked at me.20

"I'm sorry, I didn't catch you name."21

"Um, Lila, sorry."22

I replied.23

"Yes, Marty this is Lila, our new girl.  Show her around and to her makeup mirror, take her measurements and get her acquainted with her area."24

Marty smiled and Henry walked off.  I was left alone with scantily clad Marty who was my new lead boss.  25

She walked me around, telling me about the place and it's history.  She took me to my makeup mirror at the end of the row and sat me down on the chair.  Then she pulled out a pen and notepad.26

"Size?"27

She asked.28

"Excuse me?"29

I replied dumbly.30

"What size is your chest honey?"31

"Oh," I blushed, "24d."32

"And your waist?"33

"I don't know..."34

I was fairly skinny.  She pulled out a measuring tape and wrapped it around my waist, then took down the measurements, then took how long my arms and legs were.  After words she showed me the ropes.35

"Alright honey, when you come in in the morning, you undress here then the costume for you to be wearing the night will be in this cupboard.  After you change you wait for your exact time to be on then walk out on your stage runway, its number 14.  You dance to the music, play with the pole a bit and make sure you tease them, leave them wanting more,that's how you get more cash.  Then after your hour dancing you come back, change, put your costume back in the cupboard and go home with the loot you made, aight?"36

I nodded. 37

"You start tomorrow at 10 A.M. sharp, be here or some other girl will have your cash."38

After that charade, I ran back out to my car.  Olivia was fast asleep in the back seat.  I flagged down a driver passing by and he gave me a jump start.  I drove us home and carried my daughter inside.  Laying her down on her bed, took off her coat and shoes and tucked her in.  Kissing her goodnight, I turned and closed the door then wandered into my room.  I laid in bed for I don't know how many hours that night, thinking about the days events, but it took awhile to fall asleep.39

The next day I woke up.  Got Olivia ready and took her over to her grandmothers house.  I brushed my teeth and combed my hair and drove to work.  Wow.  that feels different rolling off the tongue.  Instead of unemployment, I had a job, and it was good paying.  40

I drove to work and walked into the back.  I passed about 20 naked girls who all stared at me strangely.  It was either because I was new, or I was the only one with clothes covering me.  Which ever it was, I was ready.  I followed what Marty said.  I went to my make up mirror at the end of the line and sat down.  I untied my shoes and pulled off my socks then walked over to the cupboard and opened it, revealing skimpy little pink outfit.  I pulled it out and laid it over the back of my chair.  After I took off my clothes, very shyly I might add, and pulled on the pink cloth, no bigger then my dishrags at home.  My breasts were squeezed together to form more cleavage, as if I needed it, and my vagina was pinched so tight I thought I would die.  I looked at the clock, 9:46, I had to get my makeup on before 10.  I sat at my station and pulled out the makeup from the drawers.  I applied it carefully.  I glanced at the clock again.  9:58, I had to get on deck.  I scampered to stage 14 and waited until the clock on the over hang above me hit 10, then the curtains pulled back, revealing me.  41

My memory is blurred from then on, I remember snippets of me spinning around the pole by one leg, hanging upside down on it as men I have never seen before tucked dollars in my string sides.  The other thing I know is that I went home with $900 that night.  Olivia and I could eat another dinner and I wouldn't have to worry about it another day.  I became the star performer of that club and started raking in lots of money.  Olivia and I moved from our apartment into a new home and we got a car that didn't die on us every day.  I even got a husband out of the deal, Henry Durment.  42