EVADNE
Time always flies by when you're having a good time. Laila was good company, she was fun to talk to. We got to know each other a little better. She was actually open enough about her life. I was currently in my room and deciding on an outfit was easy considering my work outfit was always accommodated for.
I wore a pink dress, pink lilac butterfly organza frock featured with a round neckline and a fitted bodice with a delicate layered ruffle skirt design and floral butterfly antiques. It didn't look anything like the dresses you'd wear when you go to the club but I was already the black sheep
so it didn't matter.
When I was done I took my pink handbag and locked my room.
Laila, "so I wasn't being dramatic after all. You're going to work and still dressing like a cartoon.
Don't you work in a strip club or something."
I rolled my eyes at her remark and she giggled. I dragged myself to work, I didn't have enough money to afford a cab every morning so daily morning exercises it was. It was already six o'clock when I got to work. The place was coming to life, customers flooding in like a swarm of bees.
My eyes scanned the room in search of a familiar face when I saw Alexander. No not one Alexander, two of them. I rubbed my eyes to make sure they weren't deceiving me but the
second Alexander was still there.
"You're not going to shame what is mine Pinky. You're going to love every single thing about your body. I'm going to fuck you one day princess until you become obsessed with your fuckin self."
No he didn't. I could blame the alcohol but it wasn't here to help me face this embarrassing situation. What would I say to him? A promise to screw me from my friend, not just any friend but a close friend of mine. I contemplated turning away before they saw me but that idea flew out the window the minute Alexander and his duplicate approached me.
I plastered a fake smile on my face hoping it didn't show how embarrassed I was feeling right now. Alexander's copy kept smiling his eyes on me the entire time while Alexander held his calm demeanor until he got to me.
Alexander, "hi Eva."
"hi." I whispered trying to sound normal.
Alexander, "what's wrong with you, why are you acting so weird?"
So he was going to act like nothing happened between us. Should I be glad or disappointed?
Well I think I should be glad because I don't have to explain what came over me yesterday.
Alexander, "either way I wanted to introduce you to someone. This is my twin brother, Angelo
Carson."
He pointed towards the duplicate and I smiled at him. I extended my hand to him but he didn't move a single muscle. He just stared at me as if he was studying something out of the ordinary.
Was it because of my skin or was it my hair, it couldn't be my body it was mostly covered.
I took my hand back ready to start a conversation with Alexander.
Angelo, "is that how you greet family?"He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around me. I was stunned by that and my eyes landed on Alexander who had a frown on his face. The guy, no I mean Angelo, brought his face close to my neck and I felt him breathe in my scent as if it was his favorite obsession.
I pulled away from the hug creating a little distance between us. Alexander's eyes landed on my neck and his frown deepened. My eyebrows creased wondering what was wrong with my neck that earned me that kind of facial expression.
Alexander "tell me what I'm seeing is just an illusion Evadne. "
I touched my neck and winced at the sudden string. How come I hadn't noticed I was hurt? Did I…
Alexander, "Evadne if you let that imbecile fuck you then this friendship ends here!"
His voice was stern and the look he gave me was terrifying. Didn't he remember? Shit! I should have remembered what occurred last night at home but I just had to remember it a minute before my embarrassment.
Alexander, "Evadne." The drag on my name was slightly extended and as much as I love my name I hated it when he said it in full. There was so much threat in that voice I hated that he wasn't calling me Eva right now. I should just remind him of what he did right, then he won't be mad anymore.
Evadne, "you… You… You're the one who did this yesterday. I…. I was drunk and then you. You, we kind of kissed and I don't know what got over me. I'm sorry. "
Alexander closed his eyes and pressed his lips against each other and massaged his temple as though trying to calm down. The brother was scratching his eyebrow seemingly amused by my situation.
Alexander looked back at Angelo and I couldn't decipher the look he gave him while I was standing here but sure enough it made his brother look down like a child who was caught stealing candy. Alex turned back to me with a forced smile on his face. Unaware of how I should react I smiled back at him nervously.
Alexander, "I'm sorry Eva. Uhm I had a lot to drink yesterday and I guess I forgot what occurred. Seeing as we were both drunk it's my fault. I'm sorry for scolding you. It's all coming back to me now, I'm sorry."
I nodded my head at his apology and smiled a little more relaxed now. It wasn't his fault we just acted on our impulses and I provoked him but now it's not going to be awkward. Hopefully.
"I'm glad you're sober now. Have a great day. I just wanted to introduce you to my twin brother.
We need to fix something so I'll visit you sometime okay."
He patted my hair like I was a little kid and I was glad I had told him what had happened. He left with his brother and I stared at their retreating backs. Angelo looked back at me with a devilish smirk on his face and he winked at me.
I blinked my eyes and turned away, tearing my gaze away from the two brothers. I made a mental note to stay the fuck away from Angelo Carson.
My shift would start at 7 so I went to the changing room where our supervisor was already waiting for us with the attires we were wearing today. The other girls usually received more revealing clothes or just sexy g strings if they were comfortable with stripping their breasts bare.
My attires were always less revealing. They didn't cover up much but they were better than stripping in underwear.The costume I was given was a custom MSS sapphire fantasy laced bodysuit and ruffle laced skirt. It was royal blue featuring a harness laced and a matching skirt with extensive lacing and dramatic ruffles. The skirt has long, cascading satin or silk-like ribbons that add a sense of drama. The look is bold, edgy, and high-fashion, combining elements of leather, lace, and ruffles.
I changed into the outfit making sure I didn't damage the gorgeous outfit. Just because it was revealing didn't mean it was ugly.
My outfits were always beautiful no doubt about that. Ms Evelynne had always made sure that we were treated well. I'd only seen the woman once but I was grateful to her.
The makeup artists did our makeup and the hairstylists did our hair. My makeup was precisely to cover up my freckles.
The eye makeup design was royal blue, bold and made me fit in just like always. I looked a little less like a harmless person and more like a 'don't fuckin mess with me' kinda bitch. My hair was let loose and sat gently on my shoulders.
When they were done it was time to get to work. The stage and cage lights lit a deep shade of red and the music started, loud and mood lifting.
Skin by Rihanna was on. I was always the starter because I wore the least revealing clothes, I was a teaser but never the one who got men hard by the end of the night.
I walked slowly, confidently each step laced with confidence I didn't feel, an air of sexy I didn't believe I had, slow calculated and matching the pace of the song.
The 15 inch pencil roulette stiletto was a challenge I had overcome and now I walked in them as though I had been doing it for years thanks to the training provided by Evelynne.
I slowly went down sitting on the chair that was in the middle of the stage and seductively spread my legs open as the lyrics of the song began sinking in.
I bent my head back giving a full view of my neck then my hand slowly snaked to my neck and I grabbed my neck. I could literally feel those fucking ugly bastards staring at me but held my demeanor, Andrea was supposed to be here already taking over.
To avoid showing any hint of the performance already going down the hill to the audience I brought my head forward again and slowly got off the chair going down on my knees and crawling towards one of the cages where Erica with both arms chained as part of the
performance.
Relief washed over me as I heard the clink of Andrea's heels and she took over the spotlight like always. I slowly disappeared backstage without being noticed.
My head turned back to see Andrea, always confident and good at what she did with the type of body that men in Germany liked. The way she knew the pole so well, the way she always had something new for the pole performance.
Never the same performances but always the same goal, leave all these hungry wolves hard enough to leave her huge tips.
She didn't mind stripping naked in front of all these men, probably because she loved and
trusted herself and her body to never betray her. I faded into the background like always.
While they took men to rooms for personal performances I was left scrubbing tables and serving customers who didn't have the luck of being chosen.
I was glad I didn't have to sleep with different people every night. But since I played the least important part I earned the lowest amongst all of them.