Gabby_Vincent

I watched her place her cigarette in an ashtray and take a step closer while I continued dancing on the pole. I heard the sound of her palm hitting against each other as she applauded.

“Get down.” She spoke with a stern voice and an unreadable look on her face. I wasn’t ready to argue with one of the highest paying customers so I did as she said.

She turned her back towards me and walked into the darkness and I mindlessly followed her. I stood in the darkness without knowing what to expect and neither could I see her.

It happened so fast and I felt my back pressing against the wall that was once across from where I previously stood.

“I don’t like the way they stare and fantasise about your body.” She whispered and I couldn’t help but get turned on by how dominant she was.

“But I love the way you gawk at me when you see me take off my robe but must especially when I dance.” I bit my lips trying to hold back my passion.


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Sent by her stepmother to bring down Genevieve Rodríguez as an undercover agent for an old drug queen, Cattleya is found crazily in love with Genevieve, her dark knight.

“I can’t do it!!.”  Cattleya cried.

“You can’t what!?.” Her step mother asked her angrily.

Cattleya took a step backwards in fright. “I can’t sabotage Genevieve. I can’t sabotage my girlfriend.”

In love with a stripper (series)

There are hmm queens and there are strippers, in this society there must be balance.

The lights came on and I heard the crowd begin to cheer happily.

I placed my hand on the flat surface of the door and pushed it open, I took my first steps into the casino.

I glanced around and I could see all eyes on me.

"Are you ready?." He said without a facial expression.

I nodded to his words and walked deeper into the casino while he did the same.

I slide through the crowd till my eyes lay on my prayer.

I took one final glance around, I swallowed the saliva in my mouth and pressed my fingers together. I walked elegantly towards the man in a red suit till I became visually acquainted with him.

I quietly sat at the far end while I counted how many footsteps it was going to take the young man to get where I was seated.