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“
I know that’s right,” Liz said.

“
You only used that shit once. It still had minutes,” Sofia told Alexandria.

“
I don’t want that shit.”

On the ride back home, she was proud of the money she made and since taking money from hustlers wasn’t that profitable, she figured she would look into what she had to do to become a stripper.

Chapter Sixteen

It was the end of December when Alexandria found herself spending through the money she took from random men and the money she saved while with Curtis. She told her friends that she often thought about stripping to make ends meet, but Liz and Sofia thought she was just saying it just to say it.

Liz had been fucking with a drug dealer who was on the same level as Avon Barksdale on
The Wire
. She couldn’t believe she fell in love with a man that made so much money and constantly spent it on her. Liz and Lloyd met at Eastpoint Mall in the beginning of August, but when she gave him her number she didn’t trust dealing with him being that they met in Lady Foot Locker. When she walked into the store, she saw him checking out a pair of shoes. When he saw her looking, she turned her attention to a pair of Nikes. She asked the sales person to get her a pair in a size eight and before he returned, Lloyd was in her face. Liz questioned him about being in a woman’s store and he said he was shopping for his niece’s birthday present. Liz kept that in mind, but still didn’t trust him. So, she did her thing until Lloyd proved he was down for her and wanted her to be his chick. Two weeks after the party in October, Liz and Lloyd was a couple and she fell for him fast.

Sofia was booed up with Kenny as well. They arranged a date the following week after the party and ever since then, they had been together. They officially started dating around Thanksgiving, so Sofia was serious about her feelings for Kenny and wanted to show him how much she loved him as often as possible. She sexed him good, cooked, wrote little love notes for him, and he loved all of that shit. He was just as caring. Not only did he spend a lot of money on her, he gave her body massages, took her on romantic trips, and often expressed his love for her. It was easy for them to be wrapped up in love.

As for Alexandria, she was still single. She still fucked dudes for their money, but she got tired of fucking ugly dudes with little dicks or dudes with no money. She hated fronting niggas more than an undercover gay nigga. She met so many that claimed to have money and really didn’t.

She was tired of being a money hungry bitch, but she enjoyed the easy money over working in fast food, which was pretty much the only thing she ever did. On Saturday, December 28
^th
, Alexandria rolled through Baltimore to see what type of strip clubs were in the city. She saw a few popular ones, so she checked those out first.

Not being impressed with the others, she checked out Tasty Ladies. Mystical, a stripper who was in charge of making sure the other strippers were well taken care of, and George, the owner, made her feel welcomed and at home. She decided to give them a try, especially since it wasn’t on the same block as all the other strip clubs. She figured none of Curtis’ crew would even bother to go to Tasty Ladies.

“What’s your stage name?” Mystical asked while trying to figure Alexandria out.

“Um, maybe Alexis, since my name is Alexandria.”

“Alexis? I need you to come up with something better. It gotta sound like something every Tom, Dick, and Harry want to fuck. You hear me?” George asked.

“Okay, but I never thought of a name. Give me a second to think.” Alexandria searched her mind and her stage name was still a blank, so she shrugged her shoulders.

“How about Lexxxie with 3 x’s for triple x-rate,” Mystical asked because Alexandria had a triple x- rated look about her.

“Lexxxie, um, that’s hot!” Alexandria smiled at the idea.

“Yeah, that is hot! You’re a hottie in the making. I can see you making me a lot of money!” George stated with dollar signs in his eyes.

“I sure hope so, ‘cause what I make for you, I’m sure my cut will be lovely,” Alexandria speculated.

“Sho’nuf, sexy.”

“We’ll have to hook you up,” Mystical told Alexandria while giving her a look over. “Are you scared to get naked in front of a crowd?”

“No. I’ve stripped and got naked for niggas I don’t know.”

“That shit ain’t the same,” Mystical thought out loud while shaking her head.

“Mystical will help you out. Sign these papers, Lexxxie, and we’ll set you up to start as early as next Wednesday. That’s New Year’s Eve. We make a boatload of money that night. So, are you ready?”

“Hell yeah. I love getting money.”

“That’s what I like to hear. Mystical, show Lexxxie around the place.”

“Alright.” Mystical replied.

Mystical grabbed Alexandria’s hand while leading her out of George’s office. George was eager to see how she handled the stage. He had a feeling he hit the jackpot when she knocked on Tasty Ladies’ door.

New Year’s Eve came fast. Alexandria practiced almost every day how she would start off dancing and slowly work her way out of her clothes. That night, she had butterflies doing cartwheels in her stomach and as soon as the lights went down in Tasty Ladies, she almost ran for the door.

Not only was she nervous, a lot of the girls hated her right away. When she walked past with Mystical, one bumped into her and didn’t excuse herself. Mystical told her that all the girls treated the new girls like they were freshmen in high school and they were the mean seniors.

Donned in a French maid’s costume, Alexandria had on a short, black, lace shirt that barely covered her lace thong underneath. The black and white shirt exposed her bare titties. She covered her nipples with black and white bows. She wore white thigh high stockings. Her garter had white bows and as soon as she stepped on the stage, the crowd went crazy.

When George saw her, he had to wipe his mouth. He was taken aback and had to regain his composure. Mystical winked at her because she approved of her outfit. She anxiously watched from the side of the stage to see how she handled the crowd.

As Alexandria approached the pole, she reached out and grabbed it.
Nann Nigga
by Trick Daddy and Trina flooded throughout the club and even though it was an old song, it got the crowd jumping. Before she really danced, dollar bills hit the stage. She pulled her body closer to the pole and twirled around it. She didn’t know how to climb it and the way she danced, you wouldn’t have known. Once she saw how much money was on the floor, she got freakier and grinded her pussy in the faces of the men that sat near the stage.

George and Mystical were impressed. Alexandria was glad she decided to strip because she made almost five hundred on her first dance.

Before changing into her next outfit to give lap dances, Alexandria saw Juicy staring at her oddly. She looked in her direction and rolled her eyes.

“Why are you staring at me?” Alexandria asked.

“I’m trying to figure out why the fuck you think you gon’ make money looking like you do.”

“What’s wrong with how I look?” Alexandria looked herself up and down. She only had on a thong and the ribbons that covered her nipples.

“You pretty. I see that, but those mafuckas out there pay even better when you’re looking sexy. I see you young and shit, but you gotta step your shit up or I’m gon’ take your fucking money,” Juicy said with confidence.

“I think since I’m younger than you that will be a problem. They’ve already seen your shit before.”

“Don’t get snatched up, ‘lil miss daughter of a lawyer, doctor, or some shit like that. I can tell you don’t know shit about struggling. But, up in here, we all shake our asses and pussy to make a dollar. So, you better step your shit up or you’ll miss out.”

Alexandria dropped her attitude because she figured Juicy had to know what she was talking about. She decided to listen to what she had to say to make as much money as she could. “Okay, let’s start over. Thank you for the advice. Can you help me out? I want to learn what you’re talking about.”

“I think I’m too old to show you the ropes.” Juicy laughed.

“My bad. You ain’t old, and I ain’t a daughter of a lawyer or doctor. My daddy’s a pastor.”

“That’s the same shit!” Juicy shook her head.

“Fuck you!” Alexandria laughed.

“Alright! Get changed and I’ll check you out a little more and let you know what I think you need to change.”

“Thank you, Juicy. I’m glad we’re cool, now.”

“Me too, ‘lil church girl.” Juicy laughed.

“Fuck you again!” Alexandria gave her the middle finger.

After changing into navy blue leather boy shorts that showed off most of her ass, blue thigh high boots, and taped blue feathers to her nipples, Alexandria ran out into the crowd of money givers. She shook her ass, grinded her pussy on them, and bounced her titties in their face. She took money from five men and gladly danced for them. By the end of the night, she made close to fourteen hundred. So, Alexandria knew she would gladly get naked for money from that day forth.

Chapter Seventeen

The following day, Juicy and Alexandria went to the mall and bought makeup, lingerie, and heels. After leaving the mall, Juicy stared at Alexandria as a good idea came to her.

“Bitch, you know what you need?”

“What?” Alexandria stared at her with curious eyes.

“You need to dye your hair blonde.”

“Get the fuck outta here. I will never dye my hair!”

“I think blonde will be cute on you and that will up the ante. Do you know how sexy blonde is? Blondes have the most fun. You need to stop fucking around like a scared ‘lil girl and try it.”

“You know what, Juicy, I’m tired of you saying I’m young and shit. I don’t want to dye my hair.” They both were silent for a moment. “Maybe I can get a blonde wig.”

“You gon’ wear a fucking wig while upside down on a pole?”

“I don’t know how to work the pole yet, so I ain’t gotta worry about that.”

Juicy laughed. “That will change real fast. I’m telling you, dye your hair or get a lace front. But, those lace fronts you either gotta glue that shit on or tape it.”

“Glue or tape it to what? I’m not gluing a wig to my hair!”

Juicy shook her head. “Okay, I’m done. You don’t want to do shit.”

“Let’s go look at a wig and if I like the way it looks, I’ll dye my hair.”

“Good enough.”

Juicy and Alexandria went to a hair store in Baltimore City and after finding a wig that was cute, Alexandria tried it on.

“Oh shit, Juicy. This shit is cute on me.” She smiled at her reflection in the mirror.”

“I know what I’m talking about. You need to trust in me. I’ve been stripping for five years.”

“Wow, you’ve been at Tasty Ladies for five years?”

“Nah, I used to strip at a club in the heart of downtown, but there were so many stalkers that I had to find myself a new club. I’ve been at Tasty Ladies for two years.”

“Okay, well, I’m ready to learn whatever you want to show me. I’m open to learn.”

“Oh, now you’re open? Get the fuck outta here.” Juicy laughed.

“I’m serious.” Alexandria laughed too.

“Let’s hit up this hair salon. Before your next dance, you’ll be on your best shit!”

“Cool. Are you paying?”

“Fuck no! I know you made some money last night.”

Alexandria laughed again. “Yeah, I did alright.”

“I know you did. Your first dance was nice, but I’ll train you to be even better.”

The two stepped outside and walked over to Juicy’s black Aston Martin V12 Vanquish. That car was Juicy’s pride and joy. She popped a whole lot of pussy to get a car like that. When Alexandria first saw what Juicy drove, she knew she would soon have enough money to do the same. The first day of working at the club, she made enough money to pay for rent and the household bills.

After getting her hair dyed, Alexandria loved it immediately. Juicy did too. They both went to the club and since Mystical and George were the only ones there, they didn’t mind practicing their routines. George was in his office while looking over his financials and Mystical worked on getting the schedule together for the ladies.

While on the pole, Juicy showed Alexandria how to pull her body up and twirl around a few times, and then fall into a split. When Alexandria got on the pole, she fell straight down to the floor and busted her ass a few times. By the fifth time, she got it right and her split was on point. Her sixth time on the pole, she pulled herself all the way to the top and twirled her way down slowly as she remembered to keep a pretty face and bounce her ass in the process. When she got down the stage, George was walking out of his office to see what the noise was from the music they practice to.