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Authors: Glenna Maynard

Beautiful Strangers

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Beautiful Strangers

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Glenna Maynard

 

Copyright © 2013 by Glenna Maynard

This is a work of fiction. Names characters, places and
incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or used
fictitiously and any resemblance to actual people, alive or dead, business,
establishments, locales or events is entirely coincidental. Any reference to
real events, business, organizations or locales is intended only to give the
fiction a sense of realism and authenticity.

All rights reserved.
 
No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval
system, or transmitted by any means – electronic, mechanical, photographic
(photocopying), recording, or otherwise – without prior permission in writing
from the author.

 

Acknowledgements

 

   
I want to say
thank you to all of my family and friends who have supported me during the
writing of this book. Especially to my children and their father who have put
up with my distracted mind, dirty dishes, and piles of laundry.

  
I want to give a
huge thank you to my writing partner in crime Morgan Jane. For listening to my
constant rants about Beautiful Strangers and giving me your insight and
perspective. But most of all thank you for pushing me to write, because without
it I may have never discovered what I want to be doing.

   
A special thanks
to the blog community who accepted me with open arms, without knowing much
about me or my writing capabilities. Especially Kim Person and Liz King, you
ladies have been wonderful. I appreciate all that you do.

 

Table of Contents

 

Chapter
One

Chapter
Two

Chapter
Three

Chapter
Four

Chapter
Five

Chapter
Six

Chapter
Seven

Chapter
Eight

Chapter
Nine

Chapter
Ten

Chapter
Eleven

Chapter
Twelve

Chapter
Thirteen

Chapter
Fourteen

Chapter
Fifteen

Chapter
Sixteen

Chapter
Seventeen

Chapter
Eighteen

Chapter
Nineteen

The
End

A
note from the Author

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Chapter One
 
 

Let’s get this party started!

 

   
Life is a party and this is my
stage, I thought to myself as I took in the new lighting effect Ritchie had
installed earlier this week. The new dimmers really would help to set the mood,
and I am itching to see how the new spotlight will show case my assets or my
ass, at least. Masquerade is the new club I work at, not exactly my dream job
of being a writer but it pays the bills.

  
“Hey Grace you ready to put that
fine ass to work tonight?” Ritchie spoke into the microphone.

  
I gave him a thumb up and headed
backstage. We were due to open in an hour and I need to prepare for my first
act. Getting picked to be the first solo, featured dancer of the night was a
big deal, especially tonight. Rumor has it that there are some heavy hitters
coming in tonight with the Country Awards Show slated for Sunday night.

  
It isn’t unusual for us to see a
celebrity or two any given night of the week since we are located smack dab in
the middle of downtown Nashville.
Not sure what kind of crowd we were in for tonight. I hoped for the best and
prepared for the worst. My supply is getting low and I am in desperate need of
cash to refill it.
         

   
Heading into the private
bathroom reserved just for us girls, I slipped into the biggest stall and used
the back of the toilet for a counter to crush my speed. The faster it went up
my nose, the better the rush.

  
Ritchie would fire me in a New
York minute if he knew I was using in his club, so
the toilet was easy to wipe off. Not that I really care but I need this job. I
like my heels and my drugs and neither comes cheap.

  
I dressed in a red lacy push up
bra and lacy red boy shorts and my favorite pair of red Jimmy’s. Red looks
great with my dark brown hair. I pulled my hair into a low pony tail; I didn’t
want it getting in the way of my mask.

  
That is part of the appeal of
the club, all the girls including the servers have to wear a masquerade mask during
all hours of operation and that goes for the patrons as well. No one knows who
you are here. You could be giving a lap dance to a celebrity or a stockbroker
and you’d never know the difference. It’s all about fantasy here. You can be
whomever you please.
 

     
Ritchie has a bodyguard at
the front door that strictly enforces the dress code here, suit and tie kind of
deal and no cheap ones at that. Our club only caters to the wealthier folk.
Masquerade isn’t a strip club, it’s more of a burlesque peep show but we do
give private dances.

   
I applied my red lipstick for
the second time and tried not to sweat too badly, a side effect from the speed
but damn I need it. I had Stacey bring me a shot before she headed out to work
the floor. I need a little extra boost to calm my nerves, damn speed, making me
all jittery and shit.

    
“Gracie girl you better put
you mask on, you’re on in five.” Reggie called out to me.

   
I slipped my red feathered mask
on and stepped into my stilettos. I stood peering out from the left side of
stage, all fifteen servers were already busy and the place looked packed. I
couldn’t spot an empty table and the doors had only been open ten minutes,
tops. This was going to be a great night indeed!

   
The DJ cut the music he had been
playing and dimmed the lights so low you could barely see to walk out on to the
stage but I managed. A moment later the spotlight shone on me just as my song
began to play. I stood with my back turned awaiting my cue, my song “Pussy
Control” by “Prince” began to play.

 

Let the games begin….

    
I slowly made my way to the
end of the stage's catwalk and came to a stop in front of a group of six. One
guy in particular stood out to me, it was like a magnet was pulling me closer
to him. He is the most intriguing stranger. I lifted my right leg and poked the
guy with piercing electric blue eyes in the chest with the heel of my stiletto.
I bend down and pull him forward using his tie as a line; it was a softer blue
and with the black masquerade mask his eyes really did spark.

   
I found my self almost reaching
out to run my fingers through his messy black hair, something about his smile
said come fuck me.

  
Oh if he only knew! I am more
than willing.

  
I usually don’t even pay
attention to the men I see here, they are just faceless bodies, but something
about him caused my body to take serious notice. His buddies began to whistle
as I made my way back down stage flirting with a few other choice customers,
and then I was finished. A few other girls took the stage as I exited. Men
didn’t throw money on the stage here. We were too classy for that, we all work
on a salary.

   
Checking my self in the mirror
one last time after changing into a gold beaded bra, matching boy shorts, and a
golden Venetian mask, I made my way out front to fish for a private dance. Like
I said, we don’t get tipped but we do earn extra on our checks if we sell
private dances. It wasn’t long before I had a bite; I escorted the gentleman to
my private room, which wasn’t much. The private rooms are large enough to fit a
black leather sofa bench and a small side table for drinks.

   
I pushed the guy onto the couch
and took a look at his eyes a dull green, damn, I was hoping for the spark of
electric blue. But no matter he will do. “Britney Spear's” “Toxic” started to
play and I began my tease.

   
“Oh God I love the way your
hips swing,” he smiled.

  
“Do you?” I breathed into his
face letting him catch the scent of my cherry lipstick.

   
I shifted and dropped my ass
onto his lap and started pumping it over his crotch. That’s when he licked my
shoulder.

   
I brushed him off. “No touching
and definitely no licking!” I scolded him, “Unless I say you can. And I didn’t
say.” I was thinking about them blue eyes and running my fingers through that
black hair. The song ended and I straightened up and left him hungry for more.

  
Stepping into the hall I bumped
into Jocelyn, “Grace you’ll never believe who’s here tonight!”

  
Try me Jocelyn.

  
“I heard Jaxson Hayes is here,”
she squealed as she flipped her orangey red hair over her shoulder. If you
didn’t know who Jaxson Hayes was you might be dead. He is the biggest thing in
country music right now and damned sexy. He also happens to be the other half
of country music’s top selling duo Blackened Sunrise.

  
“Girl it’s probably another
rumor.” Not getting my hopes up for that one.

  
“No, Aaron told Stacey he
checked his ID at the door earlier. And I may have mentioned to Drake that he
should have him checkout the club,” she added.

Hmm that’s interesting.

  
 
Robert Drake is Jocelyn’s sugar daddy and he
just happens to own the record label that represents Blackened Sunrise.
 

  
I made my way into the bathroom,
locked myself in my stall and snorted some more pick me up. Back on the floor I
started searching for Mr. Hayes if he was here I wanted to meet him. My search
was cut short when a man approached me. Oh God, not dull green again I thought
as I studied his eyes and cropped blonde hair.

   
“Hey, I wanted to buy another
dance for my friend,” he half smiled.
 

  
“Sure where is he?” I asked.

  
“He is already waiting for you
in room three.”

  
Ugh, what a creeper! Hope his
friend isn’t so lame.

    
When I walked in, I was
pleasantly surprised. The guy from earlier with them electric blue eyes was
waiting. Nope not lame at all.

  
“Relax you look a little tense,”
I spoke playfully to him noticing his grip on the edge of the bench. “Shall we
get started?” I asked. He just sat there not answering me. Maybe he’s a creeper
too! “Is this your first time?
 
Are you
shy?” I asked pushing my breast into his face. Shy guys were usually fun.

  
He leans back and whispers, “No”
as he loosens his tie and undoes the first few buttons of his shirt leaving his
mask on as I remove mine.

  
I step back to the door to start
the music when he suddenly asks, “Where are you going?”

  
“Oh, nowhere, I am just getting
started,” I lock the door. “Princes Darling Nikki” begins to play and so do I.

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