Sunday, April 12, 2009

The Professor - Ch. 2.2

At a much cheaper hotel in Cabo, Crystal had all the girls line up for their regular inspection before heading out to the bachelor’s party. Hair, nails, makeup, clothes, and especially hygiene had to be on point. Dingo didn’t half-step at his club when it came to things like that. He had a reputation to maintain for having the finest, sexiest, and the cleanest ladies on roster.

Like other facets of the adult entertainment industry, Dingo’s dancers also had to be tested every thirty days for STDs. As usual, Aurelia made the cut. Not only had she submitted her latest test results just yesterday, she made a habit of keeping her outside just as immaculate as her inside.

Aurelia’s outer adornment used to be even more impeccable when she was with Cain. But ever since that relationship went sour, she’d taken to dressing all the way down so as not to draw any extra attention to herself, especially at school where there were two men to every one woman.

Aurelia’s school wardrobe now consisted solely of jeans or sweatpants, jerseys or t-shirts, and sneakers. Her hair was usually worn in a ponytail or loose under a baseball cap. Her new personal school motto was: ‘I’m here to learn, not to impress anyone with my beauty.’ And yet men still flocked to her on a daily basis.

While Aurelia passed today’s inspection with a breeze, blonde-haired Raven almost didn’t make the cut. Her last test results were almost expired and the cold sore she had under her lip earlier in the week was still slightly visible. However, after a bit of camouflaging with makeup and a lot of pleading from Raven, Dingo allowed her to go with everyone else.

Once they made it to the more expensive hotel, Aurelia took stock of the high rollers that were present at the bachelor party. One of the lawyers in the bunch was the groom. Everyone called him Count.

A handsome Hispanic looking fellow, Count had a diverse group of relatives and peers. They included lawyers, doctors, various businessmen, and a man they called Professor.

Professor was the best man and also one of the brothers of the groom. Aurelia learned that bit of information after each man introduced himself using first names only. Some also shared their occupations, most likely to impress the beautiful women in their midst and gain a certain amount of special attention from them.

After each girl had a chance to present herself individually in dance to the cheering men, the time for lap dances came into play. This was where some girls garnered their biggest tips as they gave the men personalized attention.

Crystal stopped issuing lap dances when she became Dingo’s girl. Now she remained at his side during working parties and helped with the sound system, the aromatherapy candles, and the fancy lighting equipment he brought along for extra effect.

As expected, Raven and the other girls immediately went for the lawyers, doctors, and a few of the young businessmen. Since Aurelia had just concluded her first solo dance in front of everyone, she was slightly delayed in snagging a man from the first group. Now she was left with a few gray-haired businessmen and the one they called Professor.

Was he really a professor? When he introduced himself earlier, he’d been very brief and had failed to share his occupation.

If the man was a professor, he didn’t look like any Aurelia had ever seen before. What kind of professor had muscles from head to toe and looked like he just strutted off of a magazine cover? And where were his nerd glasses? His pocket protectors?

All the male professors that Aurelia encountered at Alcove University looked like professors. This man looked like a Hunk-of-the-Month. This professor would probably qualify for a Hunk-of-the-Year award if he would only smile.

And just like that Aurelia knew why the professor’s countenance was so glum. Why he had the saddest blue-brown eyes she’d ever seen.

He was heartbroken.

Discerning their similar pain was enough to make Aurelia pick the professor over the businessmen. Older businessmen at that, who would have surely given her a big tip just for choosing them over a young buck any day.

This was new.

Aurelia usually went for the big bucks in her personal and professional life. As someone that was trying to get as far away from poverty as she could, she tended to gravitate towards those who were already financially established. And yet she didn’t regret choosing the professor at all.

“Would you like a lap dance, Professor?” Aurelia asked the gorgeous Latino. “By the way, I’m Aurora in case you weren’t listening before,” she said, automatically using her stage name again.

Baron shook his head ‘no’, but what came out of his mouth instead was, “Yes.”

This had to be the most beautiful black woman he’d ever seen in his life. Chocolate like a Hershey bar from head to toe, she had large caramel eyes, dimples, and a full mouth. Her hair was in fresh micro-braids that reached down to her mid-back. She had curves so full and luscious that even men who already had female attention wished they had waited for hers. And her slight Virgin Island accent was simply adorable, especially when she emphasized the ‘sor’ part of his nickname.

Aurelia chuckled. “Which is it, Professor? Yes or no?” she asked, yanking him from his daze with her sweet voice just as one of the club’s most popular songs came on. She began to sensually sway in front of him to the tune of Chris Brown’s Take U Down.

After that Rihanna incident many radio stations pulled all of Chris’ music from their playlists. But not the strip clubs. They continued to have that song in rotation because of its hypnotic-like beat. Plus, it was a bit hypocritical for strip club owners/operators to judge anyone for their actions, good or bad.

Baron swallowed hard before speaking again. Those hips. Those beautiful island hips had him absolutely mesmerized.

“Yes,” Baron echoed, feeling his body stir in a way that it hadn’t in months.

He thought Megan had gelded him, too, when she broke his heart due to its adverse affect on his libido. Now Baron saw that he was definitely on the mend. Totally healed, in fact, ready to be put back in service.

Megan who? It was like she never existed now.

“Good choice, Professor,” Aurelia said, dancing closer to him to the disappointment of several men to their right and left.

With the no-touching rule in effect for as long as she willed, Aurelia went to work, using her body to drain all sadness from the Professor’s eyes and deposit potent desire in its place. It gave her a huge sense of accomplishment to be able to bring this man some type of reprieve from his troubles, even if it was only temporary.

By the end of that song, Baron was breathing hard and looking like a totally different man. “Mind if I have another lap dance, Aurora?” he asked huskily, slipping a large bill into her garter.

Briefly noting which dead president was on that bill, Aurelia nodded. If this man was going to be shelling out hundreds all night, she would give him as many lap dances as he wished. Not even Willy tipped this good right off the bat. He usually started with tens and worked his way up to fifties.

Aurelia ended up giving the Professor a total of ten lap dances, making a cool thousand off of just one customer. Combine that money with the funds she had at home from earlier this week, now she only needed nine hundred dollars more and she’d have the rest of her tuition.

Fortunately, Dingo had already been paid for tonight’s live entertainment – half at the time of booking the event, the other half when he actually walked through the door with the girls. That meant that Aurelia and the other dancers got to keep all of their earnings tonight.

But first she needed to take a break. All that dancing and nonstop grinding, coupled with her sheer attraction to her handsome customer had Aurelia sweating more than usual. In short, dancing for the professor had truly gotten her hot and bothered. This was the first time her libido had stirred since Cain. The first time it had stirred at work, period.

Thankfully it was time for another costume change, giving Aurelia the perfect excuse to cool off and pull herself back together. The first half of girls prepared for more solo shows while the latter half continued the lap dances. They would switch again when it was time for the second half to perform.

© 2009 by Mi’Chelle Dodson/Suprina Frazier

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Chris Brown’s Take U Down:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r9h0Pco6aIY

2 comments:

  1. ms. super innocent. you seem to know a lot 'bout what goes on in clubs, LOL.

    that was good.

    i'm getting a bit sweaty me-self.

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  2. Sylvia: LOL!!! I never said I was innocent, girl. I just don't broadcast my business. Never did.

    Even as a teenager, I was having sex like almost everybody else, but they all thought I was still a virgin. lol. I let 'em think that for as long as I could, too. But when I ended up pregnant at 17 my secret was out. LOL!!!

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