whisperwish19
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"Alright guys, let's give it up for Roxy," the Dj's voice blared over the pounding rhythm of the music. "Next up on the main stage is Vixen."
Kimmie, otherwise known as Roxy, made her way through the curtains at the back of the main stage, her bra in one hand and her g-string in the other. The only clothes she was actually still wearing were the garter around her right thigh, which held several bills of various denominations, and her knee high, black boots. She gave Stacy, also known as Vixen a sly smile as they passed, then made her way to the dressing room where she quickly slipped her g-string and bra back on, then pulled on a pair of daisy duke shorts.
After taking a second to fix her makeup and her hair, the diminutive dancer made her way out onto the floor of Diamonds, the so called gentlemen's club where she had worked for the last year. It was a Saturday night, the busiest of the week, and the place was packed, which was good. More customers meant more dances, and more dances meant more money in her garter.
"Okay, Roxy, time to make some men lose their minds," she said to herself as she made her way between the closely arranged tables toward one of her regular customers who was seated in the back corner of the club.
Kimmie's Appearance: http://i1035.photobucket.com/albums...d-f794-451b-9e51-88e15ffbc564_zps8ddcefd3.jpg
Kimmie, otherwise known as Roxy, made her way through the curtains at the back of the main stage, her bra in one hand and her g-string in the other. The only clothes she was actually still wearing were the garter around her right thigh, which held several bills of various denominations, and her knee high, black boots. She gave Stacy, also known as Vixen a sly smile as they passed, then made her way to the dressing room where she quickly slipped her g-string and bra back on, then pulled on a pair of daisy duke shorts.
After taking a second to fix her makeup and her hair, the diminutive dancer made her way out onto the floor of Diamonds, the so called gentlemen's club where she had worked for the last year. It was a Saturday night, the busiest of the week, and the place was packed, which was good. More customers meant more dances, and more dances meant more money in her garter.
"Okay, Roxy, time to make some men lose their minds," she said to herself as she made her way between the closely arranged tables toward one of her regular customers who was seated in the back corner of the club.
Kimmie's Appearance: http://i1035.photobucket.com/albums...d-f794-451b-9e51-88e15ffbc564_zps8ddcefd3.jpg