51~The Seductive Stripper

“It's strange, isn't it? How your heart burns… and burns… and suddenly turns to ice.” –Pyroman.

SEVEN YEARS LATER

It was a typical Friday night at the club and the atmosphere was electric. People were drinking and dancing, the bass of music vibrating through the floor.

I stood in the center of the stage, gyrating to the beat with a captivating grace. All they saw was a stripper, twirling around the pole and the crowd was entranced by my performance.

A black mask covered the good parts of my face, hiding my face from their view. It made it more exciting and earned me more money. They'd be curious to know what's underneath even if it meant paying huge amounts of money to achieve that.

I was wearing a tight black corset that hugged my chest and curves perfectly. It was paired with a lacy hot red thong. Over the years I'd grown in places I'd never imagined. I was skinny even years ago, but now, I am filled in all the right places. The crowd was spellbound, their eyes fixed on me as I dan