The Dance
It was the day everyone had been waiting for. She rehearsed for two days in her small bedroom so she wasn't really sure if it would turn out well.
Her heart couldn't stop pounding as she took a shower. The cold water that ran through her skin slowly, and the scent of lavender and vanilla lingered inside the tiny bathroom.
Ady and Jean gave her everything that she needed from the clothes, perfume, bath essentials, and even her hair accessory were all provided by them.
"What took you so long? You've been in there for two hours." Ady ranted.
Jean giggled. "We thought you collapsed."
She took a deep breath because she felt like something was blocking her throat that she couldn't speak.
"I'm super nervous." She sighed.
"I was scared to death on my first performance. We all do. So get over here so we can start." Ady rolled her eyes.
She sat in front of the mirror then Ady and Jean started her makeup. It took three hours for them to finish everything, so she was a bit tired already.
When she looked at herself in the mirror, she was unsure if she would be happy about it. Her makeup was mature and seductive.
Ady put on a darker shade for the eyeshadow and a red lipstick to create a fierce and sexy look. Jean curled her hair and put some glitters on her chest to emphasize her breast.
She wasn't comfortable wearing two-piece clothing, but it would be funny to do a pole dance in sweatshirts. Her outfit was a black leather bra with strings in the middle showing off her firm breasts and toned abs. The tight leather bikini shorts also had strings on both sides.
"How about the shoes?" Jean asked.
"You have pretty legs so let's not cover it. You have tights anyway. Use the heels."
Ady and Jean stared at her from head to toe for a final check. Then they smiled.
"You're ready." Ady whispered.
"I think no man would take their eyes off you." Jean commented.
She was the star of the night. She thought she would only dance for Nicholas, but Mama made sure that every wealthy client was present.
The music from the dance floor was loud enough to be heard even outside the club, but the only sound she could hear was her heartbeat.
"Hey." It was Ady. "Nicholas just arrived. You got this, Lia. Just look at him and don't mind anyone else, okay?"
She knew Ady was trying to calm her so she nodded. She couldn't utter a single word anyway.
She felt like her chest was about to explode when the music suddenly stopped and Mama took the stage.
"Everyone. Our dear clients." She greeted them with a smile. "Tonight is a very special night because you all got a chance to witness a performance that is also a first in Club Montefalco. It will also be performed by our new girl. So everyone, sit back and enjoy."
Mia couldn't think straight. She was so nervous that she couldn't take a single step.
"Lia!"
Her thoughts came back because of Ady's voice.
"I told you, if you don't have the guts just take that door." Ady pointed at the exit.
She bit her lip and took a glance at the exit and then to Ady.
"Ady, I need this for my future." She said.
Ady nodded. "Then don't think of anything except your dream."
She took a deep breath and closed her eyes.
'Mom, I'm sorry.' She said inwardly before taking a step forward.
Nicholas frowned when Lia stood beside a pole. She was hot and gorgeous, he would admit that. But he didn't like what she was wearing.
He looked at the men and saw lust in their eyes. They already wanted to ravage her even before she danced.
"When we meet, can you not call for other girls? I have something to show you and I need you to focus on me."
Those were her words two days ago. Was the dance for him? He thought inwardly. Then he saw her staring directly into his eye.
She's scared. He could see it in her eyes. He wanted to stop her from doing it, but the club had a strict rule about its employees. So all he could do was nod at her.
Lia raised her right arm to hold on to the pole, then he placed the other on the middle part of the pole beside her waist. As the erotic music started, she slowly turned her head around then lifted herself by pulling her body using her arms.
She straightened her left leg while the other was slightly bent then started spinning herself in the pole.
As she gracefully landed on the floor, she quickly changed her pose by grasping the pole with both hands. She made a swing forward and around the pole, grabbing the cold metal under her knee with both her legs.
She knew her body was too exposed in that position and she could see the eyes of the men watching her—they were hungry. But she didn't care and was only looking at Nicholas.
The last pose of the dance was too much. But she had to do it just like how she rehearsed.
She clamped the pole between her straight legs, pressing her pelvis against the pole. Then she turned her body backwards by straightening her arms while slowly spreading her legs apart.
Mia ended the dance by holding on to the pole with both her arms and legs as if she was hugging it.
She was panting when she heard whistles and cheers from the audience. If she did the dance in a competition, she would be happy with their applause. But those men were only cheering for her because her body was being sexualized.
"Lia, Nicholas is waiting for you in a private room." Mama guided her way inside.
As soon as she stepped inside the private room, Nicholas grabbed her hand, pulling her further. She was surprised when he suddenly pushed her against the wall.
"What the hell was that?" He said in deep voice.