ShyGoddess
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- May 28, 2000
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Chastity:
Something wasn't right. Sam and Mia were at the bar laughing about something. She hated it when they did that, it usually meant trouble for her. She turned around heading for the back of the club, and ran smack into Big Al.
"I should fire you for that little stunt you pulled." his tone was sneering.
"It was an accident. It won't happen again."
"You know how I feel about people dating one of my girls."
"Flint and I aren't dating, in fact, we don't even like each other. Can't stand each other is more like it. Besides, I read the rules. They only apply to the dancers."
"I'm only looking out for you, Chastity. He's no good."
"Don't I know it. But thanks for your concern. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work. Don't want upset customers."
"Right." He slapped her ass to send her on her way.
I hate him, she thought to herself. She wouldn't say anything though. She needed this job, it was good money, even if the boss was a jerk. If he tried to take it any farther, well, she'd deal with that if it happened.
She glanced at the bar. Flint was flirting with one of the girls. Chastity went through the roof. She'd show him. The next couple of tables she went to, she flirted with everything that made eye contact. She wiggled when she walked away, leaned over to give them a little hint of her cleavege. Let's just see what Flint thought of that!
Something wasn't right. Sam and Mia were at the bar laughing about something. She hated it when they did that, it usually meant trouble for her. She turned around heading for the back of the club, and ran smack into Big Al.
"I should fire you for that little stunt you pulled." his tone was sneering.
"It was an accident. It won't happen again."
"You know how I feel about people dating one of my girls."
"Flint and I aren't dating, in fact, we don't even like each other. Can't stand each other is more like it. Besides, I read the rules. They only apply to the dancers."
"I'm only looking out for you, Chastity. He's no good."
"Don't I know it. But thanks for your concern. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to work. Don't want upset customers."
"Right." He slapped her ass to send her on her way.
I hate him, she thought to herself. She wouldn't say anything though. She needed this job, it was good money, even if the boss was a jerk. If he tried to take it any farther, well, she'd deal with that if it happened.
She glanced at the bar. Flint was flirting with one of the girls. Chastity went through the roof. She'd show him. The next couple of tables she went to, she flirted with everything that made eye contact. She wiggled when she walked away, leaned over to give them a little hint of her cleavege. Let's just see what Flint thought of that!