Post by Jaxon Hearth on Dec 27, 2007 14:13:32 GMT -5
Jaxon, otherwise known as Jae to the ladies here, sighed in the changing room. He used to think of women a lot differently before he worked here. Both in how he treated them as well as how he idolized them. The few months he worked here changed those perceptions quite handily. He knew that for the 4 hours he worked his shift, he was nothing more than a piece of meat to the women who walked through that door. Something to be mollested and man-handled and often stiffed up for cash for even the most intimate contact some chick might give him. He'd long ago ceased getting actually excited and had been forced to go for a more firm codpiece. Especially since some have even tried to get his pants off. It wasn't that kind of strip show, thankfully. Though from what he heard, those guys can make a good deal of money. Something he'd considered in his darker hours. With a long sigh, he put on a crowd favorite outfit for the older, working ladies. An Elvis-esque ensemble complete with feathered open front and sequins, but with a lot less to it and easier to take apart. With a last sigh and the signal for showtime, he gave the other dancing guys a grin and walked out onto the stage at to the roar of "And Ladies! For your pleasure, welcome our very own hip-rollin Jae!" and he grimaced just before the light hit him and he was forced to smile as he began his routine. Hopefully it won't be too long a night.
