Post by Æschere on Mar 1, 2009 15:09:11 GMT -5
Natalie walked into the run-down building through an entrance in the back alleyway. She scanned the room for her boss Tony, finally finding him. She hurried towards him, stumbling over a stool and nearly falling flat on her face. As she regained her balance she felt a soft hand on her arm. She looked up to see a familiar face: green eyes, a small nose, and a thin smile. Her dark brown hair fell over her shoulders and she pushed it back as she helped Natalie up.
"Please tell me you're not drunk." Rachel told Natalie as they walked over to Natalie's small desk that was covered with make up and hair supplies, "Tony will kill you."
"No." Natalie said, laughing, "Just clumsy. I need to ask Tony if he's seen Kevin around, I think he suspects that I'm still doing this."
"You know Kev doesn't really mind," Rachel said, playing with Natalie's hair, "He loves that you're loved. Want your hair up or down?"
"I can do my hair myself." Natalie said, beginning to apply her eyeshadow.
"Not when you get here twenty minutes late, you can't." Rachel told her, "You've got like five minutes to get ready."
"Shit!" Natalie said, "It's that late?"
Rachel laughed, "Yeah. Your hair's staying down, it's really pretty today."
"Thanks," Natalie said, cringing as Rachel began putting clips in her hair, "Where's Jen?" she asked.
"Out there already, Tony decided that the band and cage dancers should start at least half an hour before us now, he's been changing things around too much lately."
"Tell me about it," Natalie said, "He's ordered us like ten million new props and 'costumes' in the past month."
"He's trying to make us interesting." Rachel told her, finishing up her hair.
"Rache," Natalie said, standing up and pulling off her shirt, "We're as interesting as girls get."
"Well duh." Rachel said, pulling off her shirt and skirt, revealing her leather push up bra and G-string. Natalie slid off her jeans, revealing the same underwear, and threw her pile of clothes on her chair.
"Ever feel like a total whore?" Natalie asked her.
"Yup." Rachel said bitterly, "Every damn day."
"Imagine our mothers doing this." Natalie said with a laugh, picking up a set of handcuffs and putting them on her wrists.
"Damn it, Natalie, I don't want to." Rachel told her, grabbing some chairs and wrapping them around her neck and wrists. "I gotta go slide down the fucking pole now, I'll talk to you later."
"Good luck." Natalie told her, sounding bored as she pulled on her leather boots that stretched up to her mid thigh. Throwing on a black robe she made her way to the stage door.
A few minutes later she stepped out onto the stage, temporarily deafened by the band's loud music. She walked calmly to the center of the top stage, shedding her robe. She picked it up and threw it into the crowd, not really caring at this point what Tony would be happy with. She walked down the long stair case and danced around for a few minutes, finally growing a bit more interested in the job. She did a back bend onto the floor and rolled over onto her stomach, crawling sexily to the edge of the stage where she swung her legs down and crossed them, sitting on the three foot balcony and saying a sexy "Hello." to the man standing in front of her, flashing him a toothy smile.
"Please tell me you're not drunk." Rachel told Natalie as they walked over to Natalie's small desk that was covered with make up and hair supplies, "Tony will kill you."
"No." Natalie said, laughing, "Just clumsy. I need to ask Tony if he's seen Kevin around, I think he suspects that I'm still doing this."
"You know Kev doesn't really mind," Rachel said, playing with Natalie's hair, "He loves that you're loved. Want your hair up or down?"
"I can do my hair myself." Natalie said, beginning to apply her eyeshadow.
"Not when you get here twenty minutes late, you can't." Rachel told her, "You've got like five minutes to get ready."
"Shit!" Natalie said, "It's that late?"
Rachel laughed, "Yeah. Your hair's staying down, it's really pretty today."
"Thanks," Natalie said, cringing as Rachel began putting clips in her hair, "Where's Jen?" she asked.
"Out there already, Tony decided that the band and cage dancers should start at least half an hour before us now, he's been changing things around too much lately."
"Tell me about it," Natalie said, "He's ordered us like ten million new props and 'costumes' in the past month."
"He's trying to make us interesting." Rachel told her, finishing up her hair.
"Rache," Natalie said, standing up and pulling off her shirt, "We're as interesting as girls get."
"Well duh." Rachel said, pulling off her shirt and skirt, revealing her leather push up bra and G-string. Natalie slid off her jeans, revealing the same underwear, and threw her pile of clothes on her chair.
"Ever feel like a total whore?" Natalie asked her.
"Yup." Rachel said bitterly, "Every damn day."
"Imagine our mothers doing this." Natalie said with a laugh, picking up a set of handcuffs and putting them on her wrists.
"Damn it, Natalie, I don't want to." Rachel told her, grabbing some chairs and wrapping them around her neck and wrists. "I gotta go slide down the fucking pole now, I'll talk to you later."
"Good luck." Natalie told her, sounding bored as she pulled on her leather boots that stretched up to her mid thigh. Throwing on a black robe she made her way to the stage door.
A few minutes later she stepped out onto the stage, temporarily deafened by the band's loud music. She walked calmly to the center of the top stage, shedding her robe. She picked it up and threw it into the crowd, not really caring at this point what Tony would be happy with. She walked down the long stair case and danced around for a few minutes, finally growing a bit more interested in the job. She did a back bend onto the floor and rolled over onto her stomach, crawling sexily to the edge of the stage where she swung her legs down and crossed them, sitting on the three foot balcony and saying a sexy "Hello." to the man standing in front of her, flashing him a toothy smile.