1 Christmas Eve
Blue was preparing herself to go on stage. She wore a sexy white crop top with a short red and white skirt. It gave Santa Claus mistress vibes. On her feet she wore translucent pumps with rhinestones on the heels and white see-through stockings. She had minimal make up on, she did not need much, she was a natural beauty with no blemishes and baby soft skin. Being 5.4 feet long, having an hourglass figure with not one inch of unnecessary fat and having full round breasts made many men go nuts over her body and face. She decided to put her long golden-brown curls in a high bun and put a red bow in her hair for that extra Christmasy vibe. Today she would only be performing for an hour, she had other plans for the rest of the night. It was the night before Christmas and tomorrow she would be meeting her foster parents after 4 years of no contact. Her foster mom requested her to join them for Christmas dinner.
Blue wanted to prepare a homemade dish for tomorrow's dinner, but she was no kitchen princess. So, she wanted to go home early and research some ideas for a Christmas dinner dish and do the grocery shopping early in the morning. That way her dish would be ready at night for the Christmas dinner. Tomorrow was approaching, she did not know what to expect, what made her very anxious.
A week ago, she received a least unexpected phone call from her foster mother, she had found Blue after many years of searching. Last month they hired a personal investigator to speed things up. Her foster dad was sick and wanted to see Blue very much before he died. He only had one year left; the doctor told them.
"Triing, triing, triing!": Blue's apartment phone rang.
It was 8 am and Blue was on a tight schedule. She had various beauty salon appointments that day. She needed to be tip top for the upcoming days. It was the 18th of December and the club usually gets very busy at this time of the year.
Blue found it odd, when the phone rang. She looked at the phone.
"Who could that possibly be?"
Procrastinating longer would definitely make her late for her first appointment of the day at the beauty salon. The only person who had her landline number was her boss, Nick. But she just talked to him, ten minutes ago, on her mobile phone, and he would never call on her landline phone. In these four years, he never did at least. "Oh well, maybe today is THAT day", she then casually thought. She picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, am I speaking to Amy...? Amy Peters...?", a woman asked.
It was a familiar voice. A voice, Blue had not heard for a very long time. The name she was asking about sounded even stranger, hearing it after many years. Still, it was HER name.
Then it hit her, she recognized the voice, it was her foster mom. Linda Becker. She called her Mrs. Becker.
"Mrs. Becker?", Blue asked surprised.
After all the trouble she caused them, after all the heart ache she gave them, they still thought of her, they still contacted her. "Why?", Blue surprisingly thought. Her heart started beating faster.
And then Mrs. Becker told her how they kept searching for her in all these years and she was so happy that she finally got a hold of her. She also requested if Blue would please come and visit for Christmas. And why it must be now and not later.
"Prostate cancer", her foster mom said. One year ago, they found out, but it was too late. It had already spread all over. "Chemotherapy was not an option anymore", Mrs. Becker said.
They never stopped searching for Blue, but when Bob got very sick, they went into their savings account and hired one of the best P.I.'s there was.
Bob's only wish, before he would leave this world, was to see Blue one more time. He wanted to know if she is doing okay and if she would come to the funeral. It would make him very happy.
Mrs. Becker wanted to tell him so badly that the P.I. had found Blue's contact number and address and wanted him to tell Blue himself how much this meeting would mean to him. But he was asleep, and she did not want to wake him up. She also purposely called when he was sleeping, afraid that Blue would deny the request. Mrs. Becker thought that if Blue showed up on Christmas dinner, then it would be a nice surprise, but if not then she would not tell Mr. Becker that the P.I. had found Blue and that she rejected them. She would then tell him that she is simply untraceable. Mrs. Becker did not want Bob to die with a broken heart.
Mr. and Mrs. Becker had no other children. They treated and loved Blue like their own child when they took her in, and they would try everything to get her the help she needed to get over her trauma of losing her parents and sister in a car accident. But to no avail. Blue was unreachable. Then one day she ran away and never looked back.
"If you could find it in your heart, please come visit us for Christmas and have dinner together. It would mean the world to Bob and me. We want nothing more. You do not have to give me an answer now, but would you please consider it?", Mrs. Becker asked. You could hear the despair in her voice.
"I will, I promise", Blue answered calmly.
Then they greeted each other and hung up...
The whole week she anticipated the Christmas dinner. She was surprised at first, when she received the phone call. But after hanging up, she began having mixed feelings. She did not want to disappoint them again. "Will she be able to maintain the relationship this time, will this meeting unfortunately open old wounds, will it remind her of her loneliness and depression, will she be able to give some love, or at least sympathize with the Beckers?", she questioned herself.
Blue did not want to be reminded of her past. When Nick took her in, he taught her to be strong, be proud, be confident, be brutal, be strict, be calm, be classy, show no emotion, be impenetrable, be persuasive, especially when wanting to swindle money from clients. He taught her to put love aside and be business-like, because love only brings misery and disappointment.
Blue took Nick's advice and thrived. She became an indispensable figure at club X in these four years. Her beauty also made a significant contribution to her success.
She had to move on, in order to survive in this cruel world. But it seemed that this phone call started to open old wounds and Blue had not felt so weak and sad in a long time.
On Christmas eve she decided to do the Christmas dinner anyway, it was the least she could do for the Beckers. "I am not obligated to keep meeting them, it's just a dinner with three old friends and then we go our separate ways", she convinced herself.
Nick did not want her to go at first. He was a bit pessimistic and not very pleased to learn that his most beautiful, classy girl in the club would be absent on Christmas day and that she would only work one hour on Christmas eve. On those days, the club is usually busy with lots of rich bachelors who eagerly want to spend money for some entertainment. So that they easily can overcome this family-oriented holiday, which they happily try to avoid.
But the way Blue looked at him with her deep blue eyes and the way she persuaded him with her sensual, soft voice, made it hard for him to resist and he gave in. He let her have her free time, but not without a warning that he only gave permission for this one time, because it concerns of her foster family. She thanked him and as she walked out the door, Nick kept looking and holding his head. "No less than the body, face and voice of a goddess", he sighs. Luckily, he loved money more than sex or intimacy. And Blue made him lots and lots of money. He would never give that up. Also, he preferred an easy woman with less standards. Blue on the other hand had very high standards. Even though she is a stripper and he not always knowing what she does in her free time, he wondered if in these four years, she ever had sex with someone. She never talked about her personal life, and he never asks. As long as she knows, she cannot walk away from him or the club. At least not until she reached the age of 30. She signed a contract. If she were to break the contract early on, she would owe him 100 million dollars immediately. It was not fair, he knew that, but he could not risk losing her. Never had he met someone more beautiful and charming than Ms. Amy Peters.
Nick could not help but be hesitant, he hoped that Blue would return exactly the same, after the Christmas dinner with her foster parents. That she would be strong enough to be united with a part of her past.
That night Blue stayed five hours at the club, instead of one hour. It was a great ambience at the club. Everyone was super happy and in a party mood. Blue wanted to take it all in, before tomorrow's Christmas dinner. Truth be told, she became more and more anxious for tomorrow's dinner. And wanted to fully enjoy these moments of happiness and freedom of sadness.
