Jennifer's Point of View

Summer was over and the season was about to change. Mabon or Autumn Equinox was going to be upon us in two weeks. I was a solitary practicing witch, that is how I knew this. But unlike my fellow Love and Light sisters, I was a stripper. I worked at the top stripper joint in Manhattan, called Cool Sex. My best friend Karla worked there before she quit to be a full-time sugar baby to this old billionaire. I was happy for her. I didn't think I needed a man to take care of me, I was one of the top earners in the club.

My measurements were 36-30-44, with long tight curly blonde hair and coffee complexion. When I walked into the club, the owner thought I was wearing a wig. Most people do, and I do tend to dance to songs that help me move my body seductively. I make in three days $15,000 to $20,000 and on a slow day, $10,000.

Tonight was Friday night and I knew there were going to be wall street assholes there. For some reason, I always attract the assholes with the big egos. I didn't care, they paid for my attention. But there was this nice guy, he was a tech wiz who always spend money on me. We were always talking about tech and games. Douglas was his name and he just paid me for my conversation.

"Apparently these two billionaire twins are coming in." Gigi said to me as I walked to my locker. She was a beautiful Dominican baby with a nice BBL done. She got lucky.

"I wish you luck." I said to her. I knew that Douglas was coming in tonight so I didn't really worry. He always paid me $25,000 to sit and talk. I applied my make-up and fixed my boobs in the mirror.

"Doug is in Cali so he had me drop this off for you Jennifer." A short light skin woman wearing thick glasses said to me. I knew she was Doug's secretary. She handed me an envelope with my usually money in it.

"He didn't have to do this?" I said to her. She smiled and walked away. I walked back in my light up 7-inch clear heels to my locker. My outfit for the night was a long black lace dress with a slit on each side that reach my hips. I had nipple stickies on and a black pearl thong on. I walked back out to the main floor to see that it was packed, wall to wall.

I was used to these dirty minded assholes looking at me with lust in their eyes. I walked to the back to find the DJ. Since Doug was not here, I just wanted to do my dance, collect my money, and go home. That is unless the owner wanted me to work VIP. I hated it but I always made great money.

"Hey Junior. Can you please play "How Soon Is Now" by The Smiths." I said to him. He was about 5'5, tan complexion with short black curly hair, muscular, and he loved fucking with the girls. We became friends with no sexual contact.

"Damn Jennifer, you really tryin' to make me cross that line tonight." He said to me as he bit his lower lip.

"Boy, bye!" I said to him as I walked away. I headed to the back of the curtains to wait for him to announce me. My stage name was Goldie because of my blonde hair. As soon as he said my name, I could feel the front of the stage get packed. Then as I made my way to the pole, the smell of cedar wood and juniper hit my noise hard. The smell drove me crazy but I ignored it. I just wanted to make my money.

After the song was over, I collected my money and headed to the locker room. I was happy to see $100s and $20s. I organized my bills and stuffed them into my purse. I was about to go change when I got a call from Tony, the owner.

"Hey beautiful, I need you to come to my office." He said before hanging up. Ugh! I hated him so much. He was a fucking pervert and a coke head. I put everything back in my locker then I headed to his office on the second floor.

"Hey." I said as I walked into his office. His door was always open.

"Gorgeous! I need you to work the VIP. The billionaire twins asked for you personally." He said as I looked at this man who had to be about 6'6, he was a beautiful chocolate complexion with grey eyes, short black hair, a well-kept beard, and so muscular he would pop out of his black suit that was standing next to Tony's desk.

This area of the club was a bit more lit with color lights and mirrors everywhere. A lot of the millionaire and billionaires love spending time up here because they could do whatever with the girls.

"You can follow me beautiful." The man said in a very sexy deep voice.

"Okay." I said as I walked out and followed the man to the VIP section. As we got closer to the section, I could smell juniper and cedar again. Then I saw them, the sexiest blancitos I have ever seen. They were both identical except one had blue eyes and the other had hazel eyes. 6'9, muscular but slim, one had a goatee and the other was clean shaved. Blue eyes had long straight brown hair and the other had a short cut with his sides shaved.

"Oh great, rich perverts." I said as I got on stage. They stood up to look at me.

"Mate!" they said over the music as they both grabbed my hand. I felt this spark that shot through me. "What the fuck?!" I said as I pulled my hands from their grip.

"I don't know who you think I am but I'm not a prostitute." I said to them before turning to get off the stage. Then when I felt them try to grab me, I moved my arm which lead to them moving in front of me. I didn't see them. With my heels on, I was 5'7, without them, I was 5'4 even still, I had to look up at their handsome faces.

"You can't leave." Blue eyes said.

"We didn't mean to offend you Goddess." Hazel eyes said.

"Please just dance for us." They said in unison. Something inside of me wanted to jump into their arms and let them have their way with me but I just turned around and got back on the stage.

Their eyes were full of lust mix with passion as they watched me dance. After the song was done, they tapped on the spot between them so I could sit down. I bit my bottom lip before I decided to do it.

"I'm Hanson." Said blue eyes to me as he turned 90 degrees to face me.

"I'm Hilton." Said hazel eyes on my right side.

"I'm Goldie." I said to them. They both smile like they knew that was not my real name.

"Your real name beautiful." Hanson said to me.

"I don't give out my real name." I said to them.

"We won't hurt you gorgeous." Hilton said as he placed his hand on my thigh. I felt the same spark again.

"Ummm, anything else you need from me?" I asked them.

"We want you gorgeous." Hanson whispered in my ear before biting softly on my earlobe. That got me so fucking wet!

"Oh Goddess! Ummm, I told you, I'm not a prostitute." I said to him as I moved away from him.

"We didn't say you were. What if we want to spend the rest of our days with you." Hilton whispered in my ear as he continued to caress my thigh. Their voices deep and so fucking sensual, if I continued this, I know I was going to squirt.

"I can smell your arousal beautiful. You don't have to be ashamed with us, I can eat you while my brother plays with your juicy breasts, then we can switch. We know you want to know what it feels like to have two men pleasing you." Hanson whispered to me. That caused me to get up and jump on the stage.

The song "W.A.P" started playing throughout the club. I looked over to the other booth to see that Gigi was dancing for the sexy chocolate that came to get me from the office. I smiled at her as I continued to dance for them. They kept pulling and fixing their erections as they watched me dance.

When the song was done, I literally ran back down to the locker room. I really didn't care about the money, I just wanted to go! I was confused with what was happening.

I walked out through the back door that lead to an alleyway. I put on my Bluetooth headset and started heading toward Lexington Ave to catch the train back to the Bronx when everything went black.