The routines were just like the Just Dance franchise. The strip tease was the one with the easier difficulty. I was shown a white outline performing the moves and I had a good three seconds to get into position. I was allowed to go on during primetime. That knocked out a condition for me. When it was time for me to go on a DJ came up to me. "What's your stage name? I need it." I looked at down at me and said "Call me Lime Rickey." He raised an eyebrow. He turned and went off to call me on. I stood at the door, out of view, and waited for the cue and the beginning of the music. I walked out and followed the direction of the white outline. People began to hoot and holler at me. By the time the routine was done, I got a score of 61% accuracy. That was not the best, but it was good enough for some of the more desperate patrons. I went back stage and was about to get dressed in my normal clothes again when I was stopped by Momma. "You're not done yet, hun. You have to go out on the floor for an hour serving drinks and talking with them now. That's part of the job." she told me with a smirk.
I sighed and went over to the bar. The bartender handed me a pitcher of beer and a platter with some fries. He sent me off in a general direction and told me to smile for them. A young man at a table raised a hand to call me over. I walked over to the johns and poured them drinks. The guys all took some and the fries as well. While I was serving them, they talked to me about my performance. I was polite and answered what I could. "Can we call you Lime?" one asked. I nodded and said "That is fine with me." Another reached over and groped my ass. I looked at him and said "I'm not on the menu." He apologetically raised his hands. "Oh. Lots of newbies are. I'll let you go do what you need to do then?" he said nervously. I nodded and went along with my task. They must have had very strict rules with this. Then again, it could just be that it was a gang owned club and he feared they would beat the ever living shit out of him. After that, I finished giving out the drinks and fries. I still had time to walk on the floor. I got to know some of them as I said hello to some of the people. I choose young men.
All of them were nice. Some were lonely or horny guys. Others were just drawn along with those that were. I left as soon as the time was up. Momma came to watch me go. Black was acting as a real bouncer the whole time. I thought that it was pretty okay. The next day, I rode on Brown's back to the club. It was noon and I got dressed up in a new outfit. I made sure that there were still lime green parts in it. I was on the right side of the room again with the shorter runway. This time was a pole dance. It was a given that it would be very low capacity in the middle of the day. That comforted me a little. Surprising to even myself, I was actually really good at them. Granted, it was a very simple routine for beginners. I had an 87% accuracy on it. The dozen patrons in the room clapped for me. I was able to walk the floor for an hour after the dance. Since I had nothing better to do that day, I got dressed in my regular clothes and stayed to watch some of the other strippers perform. There were two that came up to me after their set. They were a male Najja named Cheetah and an Okoth named Snowberry.
