Plastic stripper 78

Chapter XIII

Part 1

...Before she knew it the night was over and Pink Diamonds was closing up shop. Janice leaned against the bar, feeling quite drunk, though she was sure the bimbo cocktail Frank had given her earlier were wearing off.

"So you like made it through your first night," Kitty giggles from the other side of the bar, her thick injected fake lips quivering as she spoke. Kitty's Botoxed gave remained smooth and blank but she was clearly drunk, barely able to stand, she was holding onto the counter with both of her huge, plastic basketball-fake tits clearly exposed for the entire world to see.

Janice was starting to feel shitty once again now that the "bimbo" were leaving her system she groaned only to see Frank coming her way. She suddenly was afraid she'd done something wrong, remembering how she'd climbed onto stage and felt up her own daughter, made out with her, and slapped her fake ass. "I messed up didn't I... You're going to fire me, right?" Janice asked as Frank leaned against the bar next to her and crossed his arms.

He smiled, with a glint in his dark eyes. Janice suddenly realized that Frank was sort of sexy, he had an air of power about him and a confidence she hadn't seen in a long time. "No, I'm not going to fire you Janice." He shook his head.

"I did however see your little stunt on stage... And I loved it, that is the exact sort of energy and initiative we need here at the Diamonds." He smile broadened.

"You did well tonight Janice," Frank said before he pulled out a was of bills. "Here are your tips from running he bar, and the tips you earned up on stage with Tiff." He said as he slid the money over to Janice. She licked it up and flickered through the money her pulse suddenly racing. This was way more money then she could make then working a night at the hospital.