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After a long night of reconsidering my life choices and passing out with a bottle of wine, I woke up mid afternoon to my phone ringing. I answered the phone, still groggy from the night but felt myself perk up as I realized it was the manager. A sigh of relief came out as he told me I had got the job and that I could start tonight if I wanted... The call was brief but informative... I was instructed to bring a few outfits to dance in, and a time to arrive. Still hurting for money I threw together what I could from my existing clothing... a midriff, skimpy underwear and a few pieces I could make into a school girl outfit. An Uber trip later and I had arrived.

As I entered I noticed the place was much darker than before the stage lit up with colorful lights but the rest was dimly lit with only shadows of people visible. Unlike any exotic dance club I had seen on tv no one was near the stage, there was little commotion, just a girl dancing on stage, I was led to the backroom to get ready for my show. Nervously I sat, primping myself and getting my outfit together. Shortly after the manager popped his head in and said it was time.

I timidly approached the stage entrance the low lighting helped to get passed my nervousness as I couldn't even tell the was anyone out there. I took a deep breath and strutted out in my school girl outfit, dancing for all I was worth throwing in every sexy move I could think of. I bounced around the stage discarding piece after piece of clothing until the song ended. Meekly I gathered my stuff together... there was still little noise, only light clapping sounded out as if it was a business gathering rather than a club.

I returned to the back room sitting at the table touching myself up and feeling rather unsure of myself after the lack of reaction from the crowd. A minute or two later the manager came in, praising me... telling me I did wonderfully and that the crowd is instructed to not cheer. He handed me a water and explained the tips were handled digitally and the club wanted the focus to be on the girls dancing. I felt relief wash over me and a step up in my confidence as he reassured me. Touching up my makeup once more I changed into something much more revealing to start out... a midriff and a g-string. Finished my water and back out on stage I went..

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After a long night of reconsidering my life choices and passing out with a bottle of wine, I woke up mid afternoon to my phone ringing. I answered the phone, still groggy from the night but felt myself perk up as I realized it was the manager. A sigh of relief came out as he told me I had got the job and that I could start tonight if I wanted... The call was brief but informative... I was instructed to bring a few outfits to dance in, and a time to arrive. Still hurting for money I threw together what I could from my existing clothing... a midriff, skimpy underwear and a few pieces I could make into a school girl outfit. An Uber trip later and I had arrived.

As I entered I noticed the place was much darker than before the stage lit up with colorful lights but the rest was dimly lit with only shadows of people visible. Unlike any exotic dance club I had seen on tv no one was near the stage, there was little commotion, just a girl dancing on stage, I was led to the backroom to get ready for my show. Nervously I sat, primping myself and getting my outfit together. Shortly after the manager popped his head in and said it was time.

I timidly approached the stage entrance the low lighting helped to get passed my nervousness as I couldn't even tell the was anyone out there. I took a deep breath and strutted out in my school girl outfit, dancing for all I was worth throwing in every sexy move I could think of. I bounced around the stage discarding piece after piece of clothing until the song ended. Meekly I gathered my stuff together... there was still little noise, only light clapping sounded out as if it was a business gathering rather than a club.

I returned to the back room sitting at the table touching myself up and feeling rather unsure of myself after the lack of reaction from the crowd. A minute or two later the manager came in, praising me... telling me I did wonderfully and that the crowd is instructed to not cheer. He handed me a water and explained the tips were handled digitally and the club wanted the focus to be on the girls dancing. I felt relief wash over me and a step up in my confidence as he reassured me. Touching up my makeup once more I changed into something much more revealing to start out... a midriff and a g-string. Finished my water and back out on stage I went..

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