Dance For Me: Private Sessions

experience in dancing at strip clubs, she was good. In fact, she earns 500

ancing passionately as money rained on the stage, such pure angel moving with t

cing with five other women onstage, she was still the center of the crowd. Her lit

he audience cheered as soon

wers as to why the audience asked for a solo dance. It's pretty rare actually, especially at

a guy on the 2nd row shouted, "Let the

ers didn't take it too lightly. Especially when the audience ask

y, one of the dancers mu

d expression, Geneiva on the other hand slowly got on her knees

illfully to the melody of the music. She moved her hips with so much gr

the stage. With every dancing lights glimmering through her skin, she began picking up the pace b

ce to spend more money on her. It was a great night for h

r gold embedded bra. The crowd roared in cheer as she did that. Although strippers would usually hear that wild roar a

er what she did onstage would still be beautiful for the audience. She was fully aware that her presence itself was like an ad

nce the spotlight is on her and the stage becomes her canvas, painting it with her artistic moves. She had always

ce into something gorgeous. She loves every bit of it, even when her co-dancers would often shoo

she hated and despised men. As soon as she finishes her solo number, she turns around

ject for them. A piece of meat that is only there to grant their sexual gratifi

her just to go with his new family. Ever since her childhood, her father had always been the best p

me," its what she a

e was aware about what kind of environment she'll be in. She knows how big of

eat on their wives will be there. Touching dancerd weren't allowed in the club, unless you pay

iva. She began observing men that watched her dance, she analyzed them carefully and one thing is sure for her.

id remarks made by men, the wild energy they radiate as they throw mo

ut to walk back to the dressing room, but as she traveled her way through the dimly lit

e private r