"Jamie." I whispered. Jamie looked at me. "I need to talk to you." I walked into the kitchen. "I know you didn't want me to work as a stripper bu-" She interrupted me. "Your working as a stripper?" She raised her voice. "Shut up." I began again. "It's bartending also. You get almost 500 dollars a night Jamie. We cant raise these kids without money." Jamie signed. "Where is the place?" She asked. "It's 20 minutes away from here." I grabbed my bag. "Have fun." Jamie kissed me and I left the door.
I got to the place and I opened the door. "Hello, I am Daisy I work here." Someone greeted me. "Hi, I'm Jamie." I smiled. "Interview?" She asked me. "Yeah." She smiled. "Follow me." She opened the door for me and in there was sitting a red head. A hot one. "Hello I'm Carly the manager of this Strip Club and you must be Jamie." She shook my hand. "Hello." I smiled. "So you are 22?" She asked. Her boobs were sticking out and I couldn't stop staring. "Yes I am." I licked my lips. "Are you in any type of relationship? Bisexual? Lesbian? Straight?" She started writing information down. "Bisexual." I smiled. She pointed behind me. I looked back and there was a striping pole. "Have you ever stripped on a pole?" She asked. "Nope." I laughed.
She got up. Her butt was huge in those leggings. "Want me to show you?" She grinned. "Y-Yes." I hesitated. She began to take her leggings off. Woah. And for 10 minutes I watched her strip. I was horny. And I want this job. Badly. "Show me what you got." She smirked. I tried to do what she did. And I guess I was doing good because I looked at the corner of my eye and she began to bite her lip. "You got the job. You can start tomorrow." She smiled and handed me papers. "Just fill these out." She got up. "Thank you." I smiled.