Night Walker

Sorry for the vaction. I decided to update NightWalker. This chapter will be short, but the next will be a whole lot longer. Enjoy.


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The night was cold, the rain had stopped, but the icy water still clung to the streets. It didn’t bother me in the least; besides the building I was headed to would warm my body and soul in no time.
Kit Kat Club was not as impressive as the strip clubs you would find in Vegas, but it suited the needs of men nicely. Pink and red neon lights flashed enticingly as a silhouette of a naked woman with cat ears blinked in different positions. This is the work place of Veronica, my favorite stripper. Without further thought I entered the establishment.

Veronica Sanchez made the finishing touches to her make-up, admiring herself in the mirror. In five minutes she would have to enter onto the stage and try and make a ton of men hard by the grace of her body.
Lightly tanned skin glistened from oil as Veronica looked at herself; her dark hair was styled in pig tails to give an innocent look that matched the school girl outfit she was wearing. Brown eyes made a last sweep of her appearance before the woman moved away from the mirror.
The twenty-five year-old Latina didn’t care for her job much but, didn’t hate it either. It paid the bills and stroked a woman’s need for attention; with that, Veronica could put up with the annoyance of horny, unattractive men. After all she only had to pretend to find the horny men appealing, to let them dream their sexual fantasies.
The music started, giving Veronica her cue to enter on stage. Walking out in her high heels the Latina made her hips sway to the beat of the music. She found her way to the end of the stage where a pole was waiting to get some T.L.C. Veronica was more than happy to oblige the pole, twirling her body around it, making her short skirt ride up to expose flawless thighs much to the happiness of the drunken men in the room. A few more provocative poses with the pole and a few articles of clothing shed, Veronica peered into the audience. She would prefer to ignore the drunken men, but a good stripper always made eye contact with her costumers; so faking a “come hither” expression, Veronica stared out to her fans, only to be greeted by intense purple eyes.
Veronica’s heart fluttered as she looked at Zane coming towards the stage. Her night started to look brighter. The gang leader approached and took a seat near the front of the stage, a small smirk etched on his face.
God, I love when he looks like that, thought the stripper.

Veronica

Zane! Zane has finally come back, I thought happily. It had been ages since he stooped by the club, which regrettable is the only time, I got to see him. Zane would never let me seek him out, because he worried about my safety, so sweet but annoying. I guess it’s the price I pay for loving a gang leader. Yeah, I loved the man, but I had never told him. God how I want to tell him, but a gang leader has no room for love.
That’s all right, I thought, being near him is enough. I guess I should show how much I missed him, heh heh.
I really put my heart into my act, making my body move perfectly to the beat. I had to show off to Zane. The other men shouted with approval at my performance, but I didn’t care about them, this is for Zane. I abandoned the pole to step off stage to give a select few a lap dance. A lot of the guys slid their chairs from the tables to offer me a lap, but there was only one lap that I was interested in.
I went straight to Zane, who offered a smile. My hands eagerly made contact with his firm chest, running up and down. My bottom half soon followed, sitting itself into is lap. I moved my hips around, grinding down into his groin. He hummed thoughtfully
“Hello to you to, Veronica” he purred. God I love it when he said my name.
“I missed you” I whispered back.
“Sorry” he replied.
I looked deeply into his eyes, wanting nothing more then to look at them forever. Wow I am such a romantic. But, that’s what I feel.
I suddenly gasped as his hand gave a gentle squeeze to my ass. He smirked at me.
Oh yeah, I thought, two can play as this game. I then smirked evilly. I grinded harder into his lap, being rewarded by a groan. Ha ha, take that bastard.
“Veronica…” he moaned “You’re ignoring your other customers”
“I don’t care” I replied.
“You aren’t going to get good tips if you don’t put out”
“Why, edger to get rid on me” I teased.
“Course not, but…” I felt him stick a folded bill in my thong strap “finish up and I will give all the attention you want”
I grinned. I reluctantly removed myself from his lap. I didn’t bother give a lap dance any of the other guys, much to their disapproval, but they all suck it up once my top came off and I jiggled my boobs at them. A few more steps to the music the song ended. I indulged a few guys by letting them touch me and return got a more folded bills stuck in my thong. Finally I made back stage to quickly change and be with Zane.
I empty the tips from my thong in a hurry, but I stopped as I came to the bill Zane snuck in, or should I say bills; two bills of a hundred.
“Oh Zane, you’re too sweet” I said aloud.
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Veronica will play a bigger role as the story gets more into the plot. Yeah she as a big thing for Zane. Anyway thanks to all my fans. Leave some reviews, thanks bye ^.^