I hate this.
I hate them.
All their eyes are glued to my ass and my boobs, and I know what they want. It repulses me, I think I threw up a little in my mouth. Some are humans, some are werewolves, but both are disgusting.
It smells like alcohol and pussy in there. I'm hot and hungry, and my string is up my ass. The dimmed light is soothing at least and the music is good.
Lost in my thoughts, I move slowly, not looking the disgusting creatures.
I can feel Andrew looking at me, he wants me to dance a little bit sluttier, this way he can have more money. He takes more than half my earnings, but the amount in my pockets is OK. I can eat at least, which was not the case a few years back. I was so poor that I could go by three days without a proper meal. And I have an appartment now. It's unsanitary and it's a small one bedroom appartment. I don't have hot water sometimes and my window is not sealed. But I have bookshelves, a bed and a fridge. So there is that.
Fuck, I was lost in my thoughts again.
I move around a bit, trying to be out of sight and find one wolf that downed three champagne bottles. He have tattoos, jewelry and expensive clothes. Jackpot. Maïa is dancing on his lap, but he is looking at me. With my long curly light brown hair and my blue eyes, I know I'm pretty decent. He is looking at my curvy body tho, I have thick things and a thick ass, men like those. But I won't lie, I know what they are REALLY looking at. All my scars. My back is covered and my body have a mosaïque here and there. They see a wolf that is potentially submitted. I gamble on that every time because I make more money this way.
Maïa is finally coming to here senses and see that he is no longer interested. With all the drugs she downed earlier, I'm surprised she can still move. She looks at me with anger, but she knows how powerful I am. I walk slowly, locking eyes with him, keeping my face low.
« Hey baby, do you want me to dance for you? ».
« Aleena, I was there first. I think that he is enjoying himself, if you know what I mean » Maïa said with a wink, but the guy was already pushing her aside. She staggered out of the way, scoffing and going for another prey.
I came near, touching his chest and starting to dance slowly. He started to touch my hips, brushing his tumb on my skin.
« You can't touch sweetheart » and I pushed his hands on the armchairs. I slide my body on his, looking up, being sure that he gave a good sight on my backside. I bit my lips and move back up. I can see his eyes darkened and he is holding the poor armchair. If he continues he'll break it. I could bet Andrew would cut it on my paycheck. He needs to calm the heck down.
« But your skin is so soft and you feel so good… if you want more money you could come home with me. I can offer you real money. I am sure that your manager is taking all your earnings. Come, I won't bite I promise. »
And I don't know if it was his predatory smile or his cologne, but I suddenly wanted to run. My night was almost over, so I sticked to it.
« I do not sell my body, only my moves. Thanks for the invitation tho! »
He wanted to add some more and tried to grab me, but I changed positions and I was no longer reachable. He stayed in his chair so I danced in front of him, touching myself as I went. He doubled what I earned during the night in the hour I was with him. He tried a couple more times to touch me and I was uneased at how he looked at me the whole time. I was relieved when I heard Andrew calling the end of the night and thanking all the clients. I saw more than half the girls going with a guy, for sure going to make more money out of the night. I was one of the few that didn't want to resort to selling my body. With what I endured ten years ago, I don't think I will ever.
« Wow! You had quite a night! There, take this, it's on me! ». And then Andrew slides me a shot on the bar, that I downed immediately.
« Thanks »
He proceeded to count his money. I was dismissed. He will probably jerk on that later. He is a pig.
I went to change in the back. It was a small room where we all needed to change, with two mirrors and a range of lockers. I didn't want to linger since I hated the girls there. I hated the smell of all the men and the sweat. I just wanted to go home and wash myself, read a book and be in my pyjamas. I put on black leggings and a gray hoodie, and the my hood up and took my bag pack. I went on the side of the building, because Andrew didn't want us to go on the front. He wanted to have the door locked at all time after hours and that he will eventually hire somebody to watch the side door. It was two years ago.
It was chill outside, with a wind that brought a strange sent. My wolf abilities were quickly on alert. Something was wrong.
And then I smelled it. The cologne.