Chapter 2.1~
After roaming downtown to look for places I could work and make decent money, I just decided to grab a coffee, head home, and shop online. I saw these cute ass jeans on sale for $25 the other day and they were calling my name. I turned on my shitty TV that would soon be replacedĀ and browsed the web for a bit. Of course, I wasnāt expecting any of the places Iād applied to this morning to respond, and to be honest I was getting bored being here on my own. I needed a quick way to make some good cash, and not through Sugar Daddy.
Of course, he was the perfect Daddy, gave me whatever I wanted, didnāt want me to do shit but please him when his *ahem* girl *ahem* didnāt. (Yes, I know Iām a homewrecker and I donāt give two shits about how yāall feel). And up til now, that life was a-okay with me, but I was getting bored. So weāve been texting and calling for the past week, and he said I had potential to be a dancer with this body. But guess what? Right after he texted me that, a commercial on TV pops up about female exotic dancers, some expo being held in town this weekend.
My ass got right online and signed up for amateur hour. The way I did shows for Reuben, I bet there was a chance for me to get some quick cash. Plus, this expo was aĀ āPole-dancing championshipā with a money reward. Thatās not the part Iām going for though, Iām just going for the pre-competition amateur try-outs, because whoever won first through third place got free classes at one of the local dance studios. I probably shouldnāt tell Daddy, heāll be pissed, I thought, finally clicking theĀ āSubmit applicationā button. Right then my phone beeped twice, a text from Reuben fine ass.
So Iām rushing around like a chicken with itās head cut off, because I wanna go downstairs lookin fly as hell, but he texted me again with an impatient emoji and the red angry one. Iām just standing in the middle of my floor, looking down at what I had on, and couldnāt think of anything else to wear in such short notice. I wanted to be a beautiful piece of arm candy for him, but I guess I was just missing the mark. Since I donāt get as muchĀ āallowanceā from Reuben, I havenāt been investing in myself too much, and besides when I ran away, I had to leave most of my belongings because the choice to leave was a quick-second decision.
Iām still unsure, but eventually just saidĀ āFuck it,ā and hauled ass out the door and to the elevators. I love surprise trips like this, they make me feel so special and cared for and I love that feeling! Right when the doors closed and I started moving downward, my phone beebed again. This message was from a random number.Ā āWho in the hell is this?ā I swiped it unlocked and went to my messages. I stood there shocked as hell, because it was the pole dancing people!Ā āDamn, thatās fast..ā I muttered, looking up in time to catch Sugar Daddy eye.Ā āWhat was?ā he simled, curious.Ā āOh nothinā, just these clothes and stuff I ordered.ā I lied so smoothly I almost believed myself. I just kept thinking about that message.
