Mr. Stripper

I only please God.

When I opened the door, I was surprised to see a young lady with a black short hair that reached her shoulder level.

The lady is completely naked.

"Arrrrhhhhhhh!" I scream quickly before shutting the door.

I move away from the door because I am currently embarrassed.

I just saw a lady completely naked, which is very strange. "Delilah?" The lady called out my name, and it sounded like she was asking a question.

According to my understanding, she is unsure whether the person she just saw is Delilah.

I didn't respond and patiently waited for her outside. "Is that Delilah?" I heard the lady inquire.

I put my hands in front of my mouth before clearing my throat.

I decided to form my voice because I'm not sure if Delilah, whom this lady had known for a while, sounds normal when they're both talking to each other. "It's me!" I declare with a low voice.

I know I sound strange.

After hearing my voice, the lady currently behind the door said nothing. "Did I sound strange to her as well?" I inquire, but to whom?

I can't even answer my own freaking damn question, which is currently playing in my head.

I patiently wait outside, and other ladies passing by all look at me in awe whenever they set their eyes on me.

This Delilah of a lady appears to be stunning.

I decided to knock again because the lady behind the door was not responding. "Who's there?" She asked, and I immediately stopped knocking on the door.

"It's Delilah." I declare, and this time I didn't bother to fake my voice.

Merritt had told me earlier that Delilah isn't friendly with everyone, so I'm guessing she's not friendly with Anna as well.

Well. I'm still not sure if the lady with short black hair is Anna.

Hitting my fist on the door for the second time... the door opened.

I saw the lady with short black hair, and she's currently the one who just helped me open the door. "Huh? You're still alive?" She inquired, raising her brows.

It's now my turn to question her. "Huh?" I mumbled, and my brows furrowed in a perplexed manner. "Delilah!" The black-haired lady exclaims before pulling me in for a close hug.

She had recently glared at me with hatred, and now she's smiling at me.

'Seriously. Why does this Delilah of a girl have so many detractors?' I pondered.

I remain motionless because being hugged by a half-naked lady is uncomfortable.

She forces a smile across her lips as she quickly pulls away. "Why did you inquire about my survival?" I inquired because her statement was disturbing.

"Ohh!" she exclaimed, before slipping a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I inquired because I mistook you for someone else." She tried to force a smile across her lips.

Her smile doesn't appear genuine. "Did you fail to keep God's commandment?" I inquired.

She scuffed, her face expressionless. "What the hell?" She asked, rolling her eyes.

"Why are you acting surprised, or have you never heard of God? Jesus died for our sins, so the least we can do is obey God's commandment." I declare, while attempting to preach the gospel as I usually do.

She kept her mouth slightly open and her gaze fixed on me.

I have to take another look at myself, just to know if I have changed into a boy, but unfortunately I'm still a girl.

I snap my finger at her front, causing her to blink a few times. "What happened?" I inquired, concerned.

"Because... because I haven't seen this side of you before, and this is the first time you've mentioned God and the Bible." She responded to me, and her response sounded genuine.

I guess the lady whose body I'm currently possessing isn't a God-lover. "Is your name Anna?" I question her, and she nods slightly.

She didn't seem offended by my previous question, which only means that Delilah might have asked her something similar like this before.

"I need your assistance." I declare as I try to enter Anna's room.

Anna stops me by blocking my path with her hands. "I have a customer who is currently inside." She whispers, which explains why she was naked a while ago.

"Can I at least talk to yo..."

She quickly cut me off before I could even ask her a question. "No, you can't!" She declares authoritatively.

I raise my brows because I detect something suspicious. "Hahaha. I just don't want the customer to get angry because he's currently working on himself, so if you step inside, he might file a report against me." She declares between fits of laughter.

"It just seems like you're hiding something from me." I said, because that's how I'm feeling right now.

"What!" She exclaims as she pulls a strand of hair from her neck. "I'm not hiding anything from you, Delilah, and I'll never do so." She added.

I nod, attempting to force my way into the room once more, but she quickly shuts the door behind me.

I stand outside, staring at the closed door. "Delilah, let's talk later. My client requires my full attention." Anna said behind the closed door, causing me to walk away.

I have no idea where I'm going, but I keep going wherever my leg takes me.

Being in the midst of women is something that does not happen every day for me.

I continue walking until someone grabs my hands.

Turning around, there was a young handsome man who looked like a model, but the only difference was that he was almost half naked.

He's currently putting on a white napkin wrapped around his private part, making it appear to be a pants.

"Are you a stripper?" I ask out of curiosity. "Delilah. Are you trying to mock me again, and if so, please do so another time because we have bigger problems on our hands." He said this while pulling me towards a dressing room.

I immediately closed my eyes because all of the Ladies in the dressing room are naked. 'Are they attempting to seduce me?' I asked myself, but I couldn't answer my own damn question.

Besides, my goal is to be a priest.

"Hey, open your eyes," The young man who is currently holding my hand says.

Ohh. I almost forget that I'm still trapped in the body of Delilah.

I shut my eyes wide open with full force, and I suffer the consequences because my eyes began inching me.

"Delilah, get dressed. Tonight, we both have the same goal in mind: to please the boss." He declares.

I scuffed. "Please the boss? But you're a guy." I explained because he's a guy and I'm a girl.

Besides, I'm the only one who can please this so-called boss since I'm a girl.

Gush! Knowing the fact that I'm currently thinking about pleasing someone makes me feel strange.

I'm a total mess right now because the one thing I'm good at is doing things that please God.

"Stop playing around with your word's okay, and go get dressed. He'll be here in seven minutes." The man, whose name I still don't know, declared, and he let go of my hand.

I'm still standing because I'm unsure what to wear.

A red cloth was thrown to me as if someone had read my mind.

"Wear this!" said the individual.

I pull the cloth away from my face, but a loud scream escapes my mouth due to what I'm currently holding.