the pole dancers innocence

Becoming New

     Early the next morning, Saoirse went back upstairs to the dance studio to work out her muscles and learn some new music. Now that she had a better understanding of the kind of dancing ,that the club that Silver worked at , she needed to work out different dance moves. Find sexier music rather than Beethoven or Brahms. She worked hard. Making herself sweat. Flexing her back and dipping her waist. She worked free style, using the mirrors to critique her posture and technique. She needed this job. She wasn't going back to Seattle until she was ready. Her dad didn't need to worry about her. She was an adult. She could handle her own life. She still hadn't let him know that her uncle Liam had left her cold. They had a tenacious relationship as it was. Old history that Saoirse didn't fully understand. 

     When she finished she went back downstairs grabbed some clothes the headed to the showers. She met Silver and Kelly in the kitchen area. Silver grinned when she saw her. "You ready to go to the club? I work tonight but Dom will be there doing orders, schedules and whatever. Damian might be there too but Not usually." She sipped her coffee.

     "Damian a boss too?" Saoirse asked stirring cream into her cup.

     "Actually Damian owns the club, Dominic is his cousin, and the club manager. Dom pretty much runs everything. He runs the bar and us girls. But,...Damian is the real one. Everyone does what he says. Actually he's pretty scary! won't lie. Gorgeous, but kind of dangerous too if you know what I mean. Dom is just this big cuddly brute who cleans up all the messes for Damian, but never cross him either. I think they are connected."

     "Connected?" Saoirse put her coffee cup in the dishwasher. "Connected to what?"

     Kelly laughed. "The mob sweetie! Duh!" She left them alone.

     "Really!" Saoirse asked.

     Silver shrugs."Maybe? I mean, I don't know for sure, but these guys get real intense. Scary sometimes. Guess it depends on who's in the club. We have some guys who come in and think all the girls are supposed to be personal entertainment. I mean we do have some girls who do lap dances and private dances, but not all of us. If you'er a headliner Dom won't have you on the floor. You'll be strictly stage. I'm sure with your moves on the pole, that's where he'll put you." Silver reassured.

     Silver walked alongside Saoirse on the dingy sidewalk. She showed her the way to the club, which was about four blocks away form the loft. It wasn't a pretty building by any means. Two story and large with a parking lot that went all the way to the back. A back door entrance and front door.  Both with big black awnings covering them. Silver led her through the back as they had walked up the alley. 

     It was dark walking in. and a narrow hall led into an open area with tables chairs and a bar. There was a couple guys behind the bar stocking and setting up. There was someone else running a vacuum over the carpets. A couple girls were on stage running through some routines. Silver took her down a small hallway and knocked on a closed door. A burly voice called "Come in."

     Both girls were greeted by a big guy in a black suit. His black hair long on top but short around the sides. Dark brown eyes with long lashes looked up from where he sat behind a desk. He stood and smiled at Silver. His dark eyes moving to Saoirse then back to Silver. His smile was warm. "Hey Silver." His voice was deep, pleasant. "New girl?"

     "Maybe. She got here yesterday and I helped her get a place at the loft, but wondered if you have need of another dancer?"

     His brown eyes moved over Saoirse as she stood there in her tight jeans and tennis shoes. She was slight of build. Not really tall, but her legs seemed to go on forever. Her red curly hair was tamed into a braid and lay over her shoulder. Her back was long and her breasts not overly large. Her tank top showing a tiny bit of cleavage. She was well toned, having a dancer's body. Her butt firm and thighs thick and strong. He pulled open a drawer and grabbed some papers out. It was stapled in a corner with three sheets attached together.

     "Read over the contract. Fill in the application and bring it back to me when you're done and I'll let you audition." He handed it to her. "I actually had a spot open up. If you can work the pole maybe you can headline. I always have openings for floor girls though." He shrugged.

     "Um, I'd rather not do that." She said quietly. "I mean, if nothing else I'd rather do housekeeping." 

     Silver sighed. "You'll be fine. Just do what you did yesterday. I'll even have Kevin que up the song." Silver smiled encouragingly. She directed Saoirse back out into the lounge and sat her at a table. "You look over the contract, sign where you need and take it back to Dominic I'll go talk to Kevin. You'll be fine. Headliners get paid real well and any tips they throw on stage. I walk out of here with a couple hundred a night when I'm working." Silver winked at her then went towards the back of the club. Saoirse put the dance bag down on the floor at her feet and started reading over the contract. 

     No drugs on or in the club will be tolerated. No prostitution in the club. No fighting. Any girl found to be caught doing these acts will be terminated. Honesty and integrity are up most important. No disclosure of any clients will be allowed. That is to protect both and all parties. Client, and establishment. Try to keep all personal relationships separate from the club. 

     Saoirse put her initials where required then filled in her info on the application. Name, birth date , address, and contact number. As she hadn't gotten a cell phone yet she used Silver's number. Then she grabbed the papers and took them back to the office where Dominic was. Knocking on his door he looked up. "All Ready?" He stretched out  his hand for the application. He read her name. His brow wrinkled. "How do you say your name?"

     "It's pronounced Seer sha. It's Irish." 

     "Okay. Irish. That's what I'll call you. Trust me. I'll save time." He chuckled. "I'm really bad with names." He stood up. "Ready to show me what you can do?"

     She nodded and  went to the table where she had filled out the paperwork. "Can I change real quick?" She showed him her dance bag with her leotard.

     "Sure." He moved towards the stage. "Silver. Show her where she can change up, then I need the stage clear girls. It's audition time."

     Silver came and grabbed her elbow and showed her where the dressing room was. Saoirse quickly stepped into her leotard. Stretched her limbs and back then followed Silver back to the stage area. She walked her back up on the stage, then went to sit at the tables with Dominic. Giving Saoirse a thumbs up. The music qued. Saoirse took a deep breath then began her dance. Loosing all conscientiousness of the on lookers. only listening and centering on the music, and what she needed to tell with her body. She worked her way up and then down and around the pole. Her body bending and undulating in a sensuous way. s*x oosing from her. The final cords of the song finished and again she was upside down on the pole with her head tipped up her back arched and her legs split flat apart. 

     It was really quiet. She slipped off the pole and stood still on the stage. Dominic just sat there, staring at her. Silver was grinning at her.

     He cleared his throat. "That was... Actually that was."

     "Beautiful." Another deep voice spoke out. All eyes turned towards the voice. Saoirse's green eyes fell on the most beautiful man she had ever seen.. Tall with jet black hair. Extremely dark brown eyes and full lips. A tan face with stark angles and a sharp chin. He was in dress slacks and a white button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows exposing his strong muscled arms. "Dom! Put her as a headliner. Tonight if you can squeeze her in. I have Carlo and his bunch coming in. She's perfect." Saoirse blinked.

     "You heard him Irish. You want to work be ready at six. Silver show her around and help her with costumes and music. You'll be on stage tonight too. You know Carlo always asks for you." Silver nodded. She stood up and grabbed Saoirse's hand. She started to drag her back towards the dressing room.

     "You just got hired by Damian." She whispered. "Wow girl. You did even better today then yesterday! We need to go over some costumes for you and music." She took her to a rack of light and feathery costumes.

     "Do I have to take off all my clothes?" Saoirse asked.

     "Oh no sweetie! Just show some skin, dance sexy and smile. Some girls take off a lot of stuff, but you don't have too. Thongs are good and bikini tops and bottoms. see through shirts and stuff like that. If you design a special dance with a costume in mind it's better. You know. Make it personal."

     The girls stayed around for a while then headed back to the loft. Saoirse wanted to rest and Silver wanted to hang out with Scott.

     Saoirse was nervous about tonight , but knew she just needed to rest and maybe meditate for a while. Sitting on her bed with her earplugs in she listened to music and readied herself for the evening.