John's Strip Club... Week 1 :-O

ilikewomen

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Friends, gentleman, and ladies if you swing that way, tonight is the grand opening of my strip club. What you will see here tonight will amaze you, arouse you, and just plain entertain you. There will be several performances by stunning women that guarentee you satisfaction! Like what you see? Stick around or come tommorow for the date auction. The lucky winner will get to take his rented lady on a date where you can have whatever kind of fun you want... and i do mean whatever :devil: .

so sit back, enjoy the ride. Beverages will be brought to your tables, food is provided, and fun will occur nonstop from the second the show begins. Like what you see? Come back next week for show #2. Thank you for your time, and let the show begin!
 
Ashley

Ashley
Age: 18
Description: 5' 5 115lbs longe blonde hair and blue eyes, 36c-22-32
Job Title: Cocktail waitress and lap/table dancer
Attire: A short little pleated black skirt, very very short and loose fitting around the hem. The skirt riding low enough to show the tiny black straps and a little of the back of my silky thong. My top is just a simple little tight white halter top, lots of cleavage and rising high enough up to show off my sexy stomach and navel ring. My 5 inch platform heels strapped around my feet and my fishnet thigh highs pulled up. A small garter aroud my right thigh to keep tips.

IC:

It was the opening night at the new club I was just hired for. I was so excited and just a little nervous about who might be in for the night. But I was definately ready to make some $$ I had a car payment now. I finished applying my red glossy lipstick to my pouty lips and strutted out into the club to get to work. Looking into the club to see who would be in and need a drink, or a dance, so early on.
 
Matty Christopher

Matty heard about the club. He's a successful businessman but an unsuccessful husband. After working late, he stops in. He's 35, about 5'10, 165 #, brown hair & eyes, a neat beard, wearing a suit and tie, but the tie is loosened.

He moves into the dark club, looking around at the very nice furnishings, the new bar, the well-lit stage. He slips into a ringside seat ans settles down at a tablew. He waits for a waitress, spots a cute number, and waves to get her attention.
 
Ashley

As I strutted out I noticed the place seemed pretty empty, but then again we just opened and most places didn't get busy until later in the night. Hell, we didn't even have anyone dancing yet.

I spotted a well dressed, handsome looking business man sitting up front at a table. As he waved me over I flashed him a sexy little smile, starting my charm right off to get a good tip. I walked up to his table and stood beside him.

"Hello Sir, can I get you something to drink or anything?" I asked him in a sweet little voice as I smiled down at him.
 
I sat down in the front, waiting to see the show begin. As i sat anxious as a little boy before his first day of school, i noticed our new waitress walking towards me. i believe ashley was her name. though i never met her, thor insisted that she'd be great, so i agreed that she could have the job. Seeing how aggressive she was already, i knew that she would not be ok for the job... she'd be PERFECT for the job.

"Yes, i'll take a beer thank you." I said witha smile back. "You must be Ashley. I've been told all about you. I'm John, this is my club," I stated proudly as i held my hand out for her to shake. "So, tell me about yourself." :D
 
Ashley

OOC: will do both tables at once!!

IC:

"Yeah I'm Ashley" reaching out to shake his hand as I lean over and show a little cleavage. "Well it's nice to meet you Sir" I slide him a beer.

Standing beside him "Well I'm just trying to get a little money to pay off my car and get something going for college next year hopefully" making small talk with him. Hoping to get in good with the boss, which always helps out in the long run!
 
need cash, huh?

Well if you need cash, we could always use more dancers. I pay BIG. When our club gets a little more attention, I mean like thousands of dollars PER DANCE! Look at some of the men we have in here already! They're so rich and so horny we can charge them whatever we want, and get away with it too :devil: But hey, if you work really hard i can deffinitely throw you a raise.


So, tell me more about yourself.
 
Matty

Martty sat and watched the first dancer hit the stage. She wasn't anything special, not like the pert waitress with her nipples hard and kissable, even through her top. And her ass, oh my god, what a nice tight package. He wanted to get her into a lap dance room so bad he could taste it.

But, it seemed this other guy had her attention for now. So after thye blond on the runway finished, Matty stood and walked to the bar. "Jack Daniels, neat." He paid the $5 and turned. No change in the situation up front. He sighed and sipped his drink, then headed back to the table.
 
a sad farewell

OOC Sorry guys, I'm giving up this site. i don't think i'm going to have much time for it anymore so i have to drop out. maybe in the future i'll be back as a different character, but for now i'm bowing out.


IC My dancers were incredible! Besides the guy at the table next to me, who obviously wanted a lap dance from the waitress, the crowd went wild the 2nd she sat left the stage. When I went backstage to check on them, Dulcie intercepted me. "Hey bossman," she sweetly said. "The waiters and waitresses are reporting that they need more Sam Adams, these parched custormers are downing them too fast. Could you run to the store and buy some?"

Sure, I could always do things for my ladies and customers.

Immediately i got in my car and headed for the store. Around this time it was pretty dark out and I had a bit of trouble seeing the road.

Crossing the final intersection, i looked to my right just in time to see a car speeding towards me. Swirving, my life flashed before my eyes, my youth, my triumphs, my failures, the wife and kids i always wanted but never had.

BANG!!! There was the impact as i felt the whole car shudder. My swirving wasn't enough i came to realize. I'd been hit. Before anything soak in, i felt my car flip onto its side, all the windows crashing and smashing around me. Glass flew everywhere, and i screamed, though i didn't hear anything.

The next thing i knew, i was upside down, dangling by just my seatbelt. I looked up and saw the street out of where the windshield once was. My vision was blinded by splotches of red as the car continued to roll.

I was on my side again, when would it stop? Letting go of my beer bottle i tried to get a better hold of something, but i couldn't find anywhere safe to grab. To my shock (though i really shouldnt have been) even though i dropped the bottle straight down, it fell straight to my side. I had never experienced anything like that before.

Finally, I was right side up again, and the car tilted as if to start again, but silently i prayed, "Please God! Don't let it turn again! Don't let it turn again!" And my prayers were answered. The car didn't contine to turn, but it fell right side up. my face hit the steering wheel, and then there was only blackness.
 
When i came to, there were fire fighters and police officers all around me. Lights, sirens, and emergency vehicles of all kinds surrounded me, their sounds filled my ears like the trumpets of the angels. "A drunk driver killed this man," they stated. I had been drinking a little myself, though not enough to impair myself, could I? Then, i was filled with horror. Looking at the street that i tryed to cross, i noticed that though the man who hit me had a stop sign, i had a yeild sign. I could have prevented this accident.

Next, looking to my side, i saw the cars... or at least what was left of them. Neither were in very good shape, both were being towed off immediately.

The ambulances took forever to get there, but i knew it probably didn't matter. Looking to my other side, i saw the man that hit me. Him and.... oh my God! I saw his wife and kids too, the kids already being put in body bags. The wifes breathing was coming in short inconsistant grasps, and the man was moaning. Though i could tell they used to be wearing white, the blood had dyed their clothes an eerie shade of red.

Then i realized i havn't looked at myself yet. If they were that bad, how bad was I? Touching my side, i brought my hand to my face. Covered in blood, and sticky, i knew that there would be no way to survive this.

I guess my joint won't be getting those beers now.
 
Cameron Jaide in "Only A Customer"

Cameron Jaide
Age: 29
6-1 slim yet very muscular and well cut built
Short brown hair with dark brown eyes
Job: Paid hitman (often uses bars as his place to meet contacts without drawing suspicions)


IC:

Walking into the club, I took a seat and gave the place the once over from the back of the room. I was judging on the distance from the stage to the emergency exits, the tightness of sercurity and most importantly how hot the women are.

Truthfully besided being a great place to establish buisness contacts, I like to go to strip clubs to unwind. Hell maybe I'll meet a few women. I remember once one of the dancers paid me to bump off her boss who was sexually harrasing her and shorting her checks a few years ago. Ah the payment I recieved from her that night went beyond words.

That was then and this is now. The place looks swank enough for me to handle buisness, but has enough sexy women for me to feel comfortable and horny in. Hey to be honest not too many places around here could say the same. Sitting in a booth, I watched the parade of gorgeous creatures.
 
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