John

Chloe, running late as usual brushed past the other girls in the dressing room, heading for the showers. She quickly hopped in before the water was fully heated as she began washing her hair she couldn’t help, thinking about her 9 year old twin daughters she had left at home alone again to fend for themselves. Chloe had ordered a couple of pizzas on her way out the door, hugging and kissing her girls and telling them not to worry she would be home before they woke up to get ready for school. The hour and a half drive to the club gave Chloe too much time to think and worry if her girls would really be okay. The twins were very mature for their age, super intelligent, and very capable of taking care of one another. Chloe’s real fear was that they would eventually realize that she wasn’t really a waitress. Chloe prayed every time she drove to work that her girls would never find out that what their mother really did every evening. Because what she really did was swing around a pole. A “dancer” she would call herself when joking with her very close friends that knew the truth, Chloe was a stripper. Every evening she left the house with her hair in a ponytail and very little make up as she headed out the door to wait tables keeping up the rouse. Chloe finished washing her hair, shaving her legs, precious areas and under arms, then sugar scrubbed every inch of her body making sure every crevice was silky smooth. After drying off she grabbed her g-string, heels and lingerie from her locker and quickly got dressed. It wouldn’t be long before her name was called to appear on Main stage. Chloe lotioned every inch of her body, blow dryed, straightened her hair, glued on her fake lashes and put on her make up just in time for first call. As she walked out of the dressing room smelling of dream angels Heavenly, making her way to main stage she spots 4 regulars. It’s going to be a good night. She shakes off her worries and makes her way on to Main and her regulars move to closer to the stage. Chloe smiles at each man making eye contact so that they feel as though they are the only men in the room. She makes her way around the stage attentively dancing for each one. Other men see the connection with the regulars and move in so that they might receive the same attention and make a new connection for themselves. Chloe smiles and leans towards each new face whispering hello and introducing herself to her new friends. One of the new men stood out. “Hello, John”, he recieves an especially warm and welcoming smile, and the song ends. Chloe gathers up the cash that has been thrown about main stage and makes her way to stage 2. Every man follows. Stage 2 is more intimate and allows for closer contact than main stage. Chloe lays down arches her back and has close conversations with her regulars and all of the new faces as she scissors her legs and ever so slightly spreads them apart to reveal her g-string covered precious parts. “Hello, John”, he smiles, he cannot speak. Chloe smiles and warmly asks if John would like a dance. He nods, yes. She grins and moves to stage 3, all men follow. Stage 3 is more of the same, accept the regulars already know that they are bidding for Chloe’s time and attention, therefore they all prepay for dances. As Chloe exits stage 3, she quickly covers herself and makes her rounds to hug each of the men wanting her attention. She has them all in waiting as she takes each of their hands and guides them to the back one by one. 2 hours pass before Chloe can make her way back to John. “Hello, John”. John turns beat red, “Hello, Chloe”. She takes his hand and leads him to the back, even though her feet are killing her and her body aches from moving nonstop for the past 2 hours. Chloe dances for John and talks with him throughout each dance, after dancing 5 songs straight, Chloe asks John if he’d like to get a private room. He nods yes. Once in the private room, John says, “I know you are tired. You do not have to dance, just talk to me.” Relieved, and ever so attracted to John, she rests. He spends over $3000 that evening on Chloe and continues to visit her every week spending the same. After several months, John reveals to Chloe that he may not be working in town anymore and that he may not see her for a while. Heartbroken Chloe says her goodbyes. There will be other “Johns”, she tells herself. That evening Chloe’s manager tells her that one of her clients had forgotten something at his table. The something was a John’s table, Chloe picked up the little black book, she had never seen John with a little black book before and curiosity was killing her. She decided one little peel couldn’t hurt, besides she has no way of contacting John, perhaps his phone number was written inside. Chloe headed towards the dressing room and was stopped along the way by a regular. She smiled, took him by the hand and headed towards the back room, several hours later she heard last call. She hugged her client and began making her way around the room to hug and tell each of her regulars goodnight, by this time the club was lit up like a Christmas tree with every light on, she then made her way to the dressing room. She had almost forgotten about John’s little black book. She sat down in her dressing chair and slowly opened the book, written inside, was a love letter from John, “Chloe, after tonight I will most likely never see you again, the past few months have been amazing. I need you to know that I love you. I realize you may not feel the same way, but I need you to know that I do. I wanted to take you with me, but I know that you have twin daughters and that you are committed to loving and caring for them and that my plan is most likely not your plan. I love you. I knew that you would pick this little black book up from my table and I hoped that you would open it looking for my contact information. If you are reading this, my plan worked. My contact information can be found on the signed check enclosed for $1,000,000 for me this is nothing, but I know that this money could be life changing for you. Feel free to deposit it or if you have by chance fallen in love with me as I have you, call me and come away with me. You and your daughters will never want for anything ever again for the rest of your lives. Entirely your decision. Love, John