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I still hadn’t managed to run into. But besides the people at the club, I wanted to know more about the inner-workings. What’s so special about Platinum? I was about to find out real soon.
I didn ’t get the chance to get much writing done except for some notes about Franklin and the hiring process. Shortly after, I prepared for the training he said I had to go through. I wasn’t sure what exactly I was supposed to wear. Franklin told me to show up during the day, so I assumed that wearing the same black dress was out of the question. I ended up dressing in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I didn’t know what I was training for. I could only hope that they wouldn’t put my feet to the fire too quickly.
I showed up at Platinum late r in the day. The parking lot wasn’t as crowded as it usually was. There wasn’t nearly as much security and there was no line to get inside. When I got to the bouncer at the front door, he looked me up and down for a second before I told him that I was working here.
“ You’re new?” he asked.
“ Yes, sir.”
“ You’re probably going to want to talk to Sage then.”
“ That’s what I was told.”
“ She should be near the bar.”
I nodded then made my way inside. The inside of the club matched just how it was outside. There was only one woman dancing on stage and only a few men were keeping her company. The plethora of half-naked women walking around had dwindled down to a small h andful.
Which one is Sage?
I looked at all of the women next to the bar. Some of them sat there with disinterested looks upon their faces while they waited for some company. At the edge of the bar, there was a woman with long, curly red hair. Even underneath the dim lights of the club, she managed to stick out. She was dressed in a shirt that was cut so you could see her midriff. Her jeans were tight against her body, her ass poking out in a perfect curve. She was leaning up against the bar while she had a seemingly friendly conversation with the male bartender.
I slowly walked up to her and she turned to me. I was able to get a better look at her figure. Her hips poke out and tapered up her waist. Observing her hourglass figure brought out a jealousy inside of me. She tilted her head at me with a smile on her face.
“ You must be the new girl,” she said to me.
“ Did Franklin tell you?” I asked.
“ No,” she shook her head. “You’ve just got that look about you.”
“ What look is that, if I might ask?”
She turned to the bartender and smiled at him. It only made me more curious as to what was so funny.
“ A lot of women don’t know what they’re getting into when they come here,” she said to me.
“ Is my inexperience that apparent?” I asked her.
“ Inexperience has nothing to do with it. You can have all the experience in the world. None of it can prepare you for working in a place like this. I’m sure you’ve heard it before. Franklin probably told you how high our standards were. You’ve probably never heard of cover charges so ridiculous. We don’t cater to horny men with a few bucks to spare. Platinum is different.”
“ How is it different?”
“ Well, I’ll let you figure that out for yourself. Let me show you around. I’m Sage. And what name will you be going by?”
“ Harley.”
“ Harley… Good name. We haven’t had one of those in awhile.”
She winked at me then pushed herself up from the bar. I started to follow her around as she pointed out everything to me.
“This here is the main floor,” she said as she pointed everything out to me with her arms. “This right here is the bar, obviously. Really important. Men make a lot of poor decisions when they’re drunk. Luckily, they can afford to make those kind of decisions.
“ These are the three stages. A pole for every woman. During the day, our usual patrons are busy at work. So there’s no need for every stage to be occupied. There would be no audience. At night, three isn’t
I didn ’t get the chance to get much writing done except for some notes about Franklin and the hiring process. Shortly after, I prepared for the training he said I had to go through. I wasn’t sure what exactly I was supposed to wear. Franklin told me to show up during the day, so I assumed that wearing the same black dress was out of the question. I ended up dressing in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I didn’t know what I was training for. I could only hope that they wouldn’t put my feet to the fire too quickly.
I showed up at Platinum late r in the day. The parking lot wasn’t as crowded as it usually was. There wasn’t nearly as much security and there was no line to get inside. When I got to the bouncer at the front door, he looked me up and down for a second before I told him that I was working here.
“ You’re new?” he asked.
“ Yes, sir.”
“ You’re probably going to want to talk to Sage then.”
“ That’s what I was told.”
“ She should be near the bar.”
I nodded then made my way inside. The inside of the club matched just how it was outside. There was only one woman dancing on stage and only a few men were keeping her company. The plethora of half-naked women walking around had dwindled down to a small h andful.
Which one is Sage?
I looked at all of the women next to the bar. Some of them sat there with disinterested looks upon their faces while they waited for some company. At the edge of the bar, there was a woman with long, curly red hair. Even underneath the dim lights of the club, she managed to stick out. She was dressed in a shirt that was cut so you could see her midriff. Her jeans were tight against her body, her ass poking out in a perfect curve. She was leaning up against the bar while she had a seemingly friendly conversation with the male bartender.
I slowly walked up to her and she turned to me. I was able to get a better look at her figure. Her hips poke out and tapered up her waist. Observing her hourglass figure brought out a jealousy inside of me. She tilted her head at me with a smile on her face.
“ You must be the new girl,” she said to me.
“ Did Franklin tell you?” I asked.
“ No,” she shook her head. “You’ve just got that look about you.”
“ What look is that, if I might ask?”
She turned to the bartender and smiled at him. It only made me more curious as to what was so funny.
“ A lot of women don’t know what they’re getting into when they come here,” she said to me.
“ Is my inexperience that apparent?” I asked her.
“ Inexperience has nothing to do with it. You can have all the experience in the world. None of it can prepare you for working in a place like this. I’m sure you’ve heard it before. Franklin probably told you how high our standards were. You’ve probably never heard of cover charges so ridiculous. We don’t cater to horny men with a few bucks to spare. Platinum is different.”
“ How is it different?”
“ Well, I’ll let you figure that out for yourself. Let me show you around. I’m Sage. And what name will you be going by?”
“ Harley.”
“ Harley… Good name. We haven’t had one of those in awhile.”
She winked at me then pushed herself up from the bar. I started to follow her around as she pointed out everything to me.
“This here is the main floor,” she said as she pointed everything out to me with her arms. “This right here is the bar, obviously. Really important. Men make a lot of poor decisions when they’re drunk. Luckily, they can afford to make those kind of decisions.
“ These are the three stages. A pole for every woman. During the day, our usual patrons are busy at work. So there’s no need for every stage to be occupied. There would be no audience. At night, three isn’t
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