Chapter 6

The next night Lily picked me up from my apartment to drive me to the strip club. She insisted it was safer this way so I didn’t feel pressured to go home with anyone or go to my car alone at the end of the night.

When she knocked on the door to my apartment she took a quick glance past me when I opened the door to see what it looked like.

“Damn girl, This is your place? It looks like it’s a guys place. Is it your boyfriends or something?” She joked.

My head shot back around taking inventory of what it looked like. Now that I was seeing it from I different perspective, it did give off the single guy vibe.

“It’s my brothers place actually. He’s just letting me crash here for a little!” I said trying to divert her attention as I quickly closed the door behind me.

“Aww that’s nice of him. Is he cute?” She said as she nudged my shoulder with hers.

“Ew don’t make me answer that!” I laughed nervously trying to play it off.

“Don’t worry, I’ll come back over and get a glimpse of him myself!” She teased.

We spent the drive there talking about what I should expect and Lily describing all the extra outfits she brought for me to try. The way Lily described it was that there were two main ways you made your money. One was dancing on the main stage for a specific amount of time and the second was giving private dances in the VIP rooms. Dancing on the main stage was there to show you off to the customers and make some fast cash but the real money maker was getting them to book a VIP room.

The club kept all the money from the customers renting out rooms but the dancer got to keep 85% of everything he would spend in there. That’s where Lily told me that you could negotiate your rates. Whether you wanted it to be $50 dollars per song and the guy only buys a couple songs or you could keep it cheap like $20 dollars a song so they would want to spend more time with you.

It was surprisingly a lot of control in the dancers hands. Lily went into detail about how she would give discounts to her regulars to encourage them to keep coming back for her or if she thought the guy was cute enough.

Then she told me about her first night experience. Lily recounted how after she got off the main stage tons of guys were pushing and arguing to try to get private dances with her.

“Girl it’s weird, something about a new girl dancing for the first time drives these guys wild. It’s like they can sense we are fresh meat or inexperienced or something. I have no clue why they care so much acting like we are innocent little virgins or something” she joked.

“Yeah totally...” I said sheepishly.

Something about the way she said that made me remember that I was in fact a virgin in this body. I was completely inexperienced in what it was like to being a woman.

“So what’s your stripper name going to be girl?” She asked “Mine is Daisy May!”

“Um what do you mean? You have to make up a fake name?”

She laughed and hit me in the arm as she was driving.

“No silly, you’ve never heard of the way to come up with your stripper name? It’s the name of your first pet and the name of the street you grew up on.”

“Well I guess in that case mine would be Mr. 52nd Street?” I said confused.

She laughed even harder at that.

“Omg you are so funny girl! That clearly won’t do.” She replied. “Well your name is Callie. How about something like Dani California!”

“Oh like the Red Hot Chili Peppers song? I love that song! That’s perfect.” I exclaimed.

It wasn’t long after that finally pulled into the parking lot of The Scarlet Mirage. Lily turned to me and said, “I already talked to Big Tony and he put you on the main stage schedule. Just stick with me and I’ll get you a locker next to me.”

Then she grabbed my arm and looked serious.

“I have to warn you about two things. First, the other girls here can be bitches. They will come off as super nice and ask you a whole bunch of questions but it’s all fake. They are only here for one thing: money. All they see you as is the new girl who is here, taking all their money away from them. They will try to fuck with you and more importantly they will steal from you without a seconds hesitation.”

“Oh geez, that sounds awful.”

“Yeah it can be. Just try to ignore them as much as you can but be cordial enough to not piss them off.”

“Ok, got it. What’s the second?” I asked.

“The second is Leon.”

“Who is Leon?” I gulped.

“It’s hard to explain. He is a regular but more than just an average regular. I don’t know what he is involved in but he has money. A lot of money. He particularly likes to go after the new girls. I’m not telling you what to do but be careful.”

“Are you speaking from experience?” I asked.

“Not first hand experience but I had a friend who got involved with him after her first night.”

“Omg what happened to her?” I gasped.

“I don’t know, all I know is I haven’t seen her in months. But like I said, I’m not telling you what to do. Just be carefully ok girl?”

“Ok I promise.”

We entered the club through the back which took us right into they changing area where a handful of girls were in front of the mirrors doing their make up or trying on their different outfits. I had never seen this many beautiful half naked women all together in person in my life. The male version of me would have been rock hard the very instant I had set foot in this place.

It was almost like I had peaked behind the curtain of another world. It had only been a couple days but my eyes were being opened to a completely different way of life. This new version of me had already experienced more crazy, insane scenarios than the old me could ever dream of.

Lily got me a locker next to hers and showed me the treasure trove of outfits she had locked away and new ones she had brought in a duffel bag with her. She started laying them all out trying to pick out the ones she was going to wear but also holding some up to my body to see which ones would look best on me.

I stopped for a second and just looked at her intently. Her eyes met mine.

“What girl? Do I have something in my hair?” She laughed.

“No, I’m just trying to figure out why you’ve been so nice to me? I was a stranger to you yesterday.”

“I’m just nice like that I guess.” She shrugged trying to play it off.

“No really, why are you helping me?” I asked directly.

“Ok maybe I just know what it’s like to need the money and I saw alittle bit of myself in you. I know when I was in your position I wish I had someone there for me. So maybe I’m just trying to put out good back out into the universe.”

My eyes started to well up. “You are so extremely genuine Lily. I don’t think I’ve ever met someone as kind as you are.”

I attacked her with a hug. It was the kind of hug you gave someone after you hadn’t seen them in a long time and wished you would never have to feel that distance again. Our embrace lingered for a moment then we finally broke apart. She noticed the tears streaming down my face.

“Girl stop crying! It’s going to mess up your make up!” She joked.

Lily had picked out three outfits for me to wear and gave the DJ the songs that coordinated with them. The songs were Needed Me by Rihanna that we paired with a bright pink neon fishnet body suit with matching bra and panties that could easily be removed. The next song was Unfold by Alina Baraz that we paired with a strappy red set were the bra portion had underwire but the rest was cute red bows covering my nipples and each piece had chains connecting to the matching red panties. The final song would be Pussy Fairy by Jhene Aiko and we matched that with an on the nose fairy lingerie set that had adorable fairy wings and translucent mesh material that was see through with thigh high socks to go with it.