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had called back and accepted.  Still, it hadn’t been easy.  It was a different thing dancing sober than being blitzed out of your mind and not caring what the hell you were doing.  Luckily, one of the regulars took pity on her and began to show her the ropes, and the pole and the stirrups.  It was eye-opening and pocket filling.  She began to pull in more and more money and she was sold on the lifestyle from then on.
    There were some nights, though, when things weren’t that wonderful and, usually, it was something to do with a customer.  There were the drunks who would suddenly try to pull you off stage or climb up with you or there were rich snots who thought that because they had a wad of cash they could treat you like shit.  Tonight, it had been the customer that began to believe that you were meant to be a girlfriend and meant only for him.
    She had seen them walk in while she was still waiting to go on.  They had been in a few times earlier in the week and they had, with each consecutive visit, paid more and more attention to her while ignoring the other dancers.  This wasn’t necessarily a problem because, after all, a dancer wanted to have some loyal fans she could count on to show up and fill her pockets, but when it began to feel territorial, that was when things got weird.
    These two appeared to be sailors from the local naval base.  They didn’t wear uniforms, but she could tell from the haircuts, builds, and general demeanor that they were military.  They were attractive in their way, one of them being tall with blond hair, square Midwestern features and blue eyes.  The other was shorter with a thicker build and darker hair, though both had the same crew cuts, and deep green eyes that seemed to watch every move she made on stage and off with rabid attention. 
    They sat talking at a front table while the current girl, Lushious , danced on stage.  Kitty watched them and thought how odd it was that they didn’t even glance in Lush’s direction, and she was worth some notice, tall and black, with a body that had curves that qualified her moniker.  Still, the two sailors just kept chatting.  The only time they looked up was when they were scanning the club, for what?  Her?   She wasn’t sure, but she thought that had to be it.
    Suddenly, there was some clapping and hooting and Lush was jumping off stage to work the sparse crowd for tips and to possibly score some lap dances.  Then, she was being announced and there was no more hiding from the creepy duo.
    She jumped on stage, wearing her little schoolgirl skirt and her schoolgirl top knotted under her ample breasts, while her long legs were covered with knee high white socks and on her feet were the sweet little tennis shoes .  She also kept her blond hair in pigtails and kept her make-up to an innocent minimum.  She had always looked younger than her age and even now, at twenty-five, she looked barely legal.  It was something that could be annoying at times but also worked incredibly well for her as a dancer.
    As she started to move, swaying in a self-conscious girlie manner that slowly got more brazen, she instantly noticed her two admirers staring intently at her on stage.  Whatever had been worth discussing during Lush’s act had been tabled when she appeared.  She felt their eyes travel over her in a way she had never experienced with any other customer, and stranger still, she felt an excitement build in her that she never felt when dancing.  She felt herself performing more sensually, actually targeting the two sailor boys, smiling and blowing kisses and winking at them in a way that would have made her shake her head in wonder if she had seen another dancer doing it.
    Finally, she had gotten down to her thong panties and nothing else and just as she was about to do her finale of a handstand into overhead splits that rolled down to the floor, she switched entirely and simply went into the splits, but bounced her ass up and down