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Alicia looked up at Catalina. “She had to talk to Sid about something. I’m on break.”
“Well, you’re not on break anymore. Ms. Moreau wants to see a hostess. Now.”
Um…Alicia could only stare at the owner’s private server.
“Are you deaf? You do not keep Ms. Moreau waiting.”
“But Susan said…”
“Fuck Susan. Go now.”
Alicia went alone for the first time on the job. She climbed the stairs, looking out for Susan but not seeing her anywhere.Damnit!Oh, well. It was just the owner. Better her than a regular guest who might get her in bigger trouble. The owner knew the rules better than anyone.
The scene had changed upstairs. Oh, had it changed! The guest count went from four to eleven, and now the VIP area looked like another scene from downstairs. Men making out with women. Women making out with other women. The only women not engaged with some sort of oral dance were Ms. Moreau, Alicia, and the female assistant who remained taciturn in her seat, neither watching the scene unfold nor spacing out.
Ms. Moreau was busy, though.
Liza gave the boss an energetic lap dance the moment Alicia arrived. Ms. Moreau never touched her, but Liza’s naked breasts came close more than once, and her lips always hovered near her ear. Her crotch also kept lowering toward Ms. Moreau’s lap. A convincing dance to anyone looking on, but by now, Alicia saw the definite difference between a skilled tease and the real deal. Lots ofthatwas going on downstairs.
Another employee Alicia vaguely recognized drew away from a male guest and hopped onto the stripper pole. While she split her legs vertically and dangled upside down, golden tresses scraping the clean floor, Alicia approached the owner of the club and tried her damndest not to look incompetent.
“Do you need something, ma’am?”
Her voice came out meeker than she intended. So much for not sounding incompetent.
Ms. Moreau gazed at her from beneath Liza’s breasts. “Have a seat, Ms. Colbert.” Wow, she remembered her name? “This spot next to me has been empty all night. I’m bored.”
Alicia traded glances with Liza, who said nothing.Guess I should keep doing my job, too.One of Alicia’s jobs was to keep guests company if she deemed it worth her while. The owner was definitely worth her while!
She smoothed down the back of her skirt before sitting, careful to avoid Liza’s moving limbs. Alicia did not, however, relax. That was impossible. It was her first night on a promising job at a fucking sex club for billionaires, and she was suddenly picked out to entertain the striking owner. How the hell could sherelax?
“That’s enough, Liza. Thank you for your hard work.” Ms. Moreau held her drink to her lips, eyes never leaving Liza’s naked breasts. The performer hopped down and turned her attention to another lonely guest. “So, Ms. Colbert,” Ms. Moreau said. “How do you like working for my club so far?”
She shifted in her seat. “It’s been a pleasant adventure, Ms. Moreau.”
“Please,” she began. “Danica is fine. It’s what everyone I like calls me.”
Alicia relaxed, but only a little. “Suppose that means you like me, ma’am?”
Her face colored again. What did that mean? “I have no reason to dislike you. I prefer things that way.”
Hope I don’t get in trouble for this.If anything, she could tell Susan or Sid that she was afraid to tell the owner no on her first night. They might not be happy, but they would probably understand. She hoped. “You seem like an agreeable woman as well.”
Something akin to a snort erupted. Was that Danica’s way of laughing? “Do I? I haven’t heard someone say that in a while. Give it time. You’ll see how disagreeable I can be.”
O… kay.Alicia wasn’t going to say anything about that.
“This sort of place must not bother you if you’re working here.”
Is she testing me?“I tend to go with the flow.”
“Is that so?”
A blur appeared on the stairs, rushing into the room and gaping at poor Alicia as she sat right next to Ms. Moreau. “Oh, oh my…” Susan cleared her throat. “I’m sorry about the trouble, Ms. Moreau,” she said, placing a firm hand on Alicia’s shoulder. “Please, excuse us.”
“Of course. Ms. Colbert was merely keeping me company, as I asked her to.”
“Absolutely, ma’am. Excuse us.” Susan yanked Alicia off the couch and dragged her toward the stairs. “What were you doing?” she hissed, once they were alone.
