The $eductress – Episode 17

THE $EDUCTRESS

THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE STRIPPER

WRITTEN BY: Pamela James

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Chapter 17

Anastasia p.o.v

I didn’t move to take it from him, I didn’t move at all. He stepped closer to me anyway, and moved his hand on my waist, and then to the back pocket of my jeans to leave money for me.

” Consider it a nice gesture.” he said quietly.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. The way he talks to me gets me so hôrny.

If I see him again, I might just go home with him.

I turned away and walked back over to Jennifer, she was waiting for me, but I knew that expression on her face. she was going to tell me that what I’m doing is a bad idea, and if is.
I pulled the money from my back pocket to count it.

” Mhm what is that?” She asked.

” He paid me.” I said as I counted the bills one by one.

” For?”

” For the fun time we had.” I said plainly and put the money back in my pocket.

Jennifer continued to give me that look.

” I’m not a hooker,” I told her.

” Yeah.” She didn’t believe me.

She walked in ahead of me and I tagged along.

” I can’t have a good time?”

” You don’t know this guy, but you are out here talking to him in the car park in front of the strip club.”

” I know his name.”

” Mhm.”

” He is….nice.” I said, though nice wasn’t the word I would only use.

” I like him.”

” You like his money.”

” That too.” I wasn’t ashamed to add that.

It was true, I do like his money.

He is sexy, and I like his smile.

When he pulls out money out of his suit pocket I get excited.

” Be careful Anastasia.” Jennifer glanced over at me.

I mashed my lips together as I kept quiet.

This was why I didn’t go home with Arnaldo. I was being careful, I don’t know much about him, and I want that to change, but I have to do my job. I shouldn’t get involved with someone that is giving me money to shake my as$.

I worked at a strip club. I’m around drug addicts all the time. I’m always going to wild parties, doing something stupid, stealing money, getting into trouble. I’m always doing something risky. That is literally what my life is now.

Is it wrong for me to say that I still want to be risky?

I Wanted to go home with Arnaldo, I still to. I didn’t say that out loud but it was on my mind.

I didn’t want to be careful.

I wanted to be reckless.

Time Skip

My night was just like any other regular night, I didn’t see Arnaldo tonight which was a shame, I know he might be busy, and I can’t let how I feel about work dependant on someone I fvcked.

I told everyone I was feeling a little sick so I wanted to go home.

Carlos let me leave but apparently I owe him…..something. I didn’t know what, he didn’t specify. I left with all my stuff. I put my hands in my pockets as I walked.

There were a few things I had to do. I know it’s two in the morning, but I wanted to run errands so I don’t have to do it during the day.

As I walked along the pavement, there was someone that bumped my shoulder, I would have ignored him, and I would have ignored him yelling about how I should move over if he hadn’t touched me.

The first thing I did when I felt the hand grip my shoulder was shrug him off.

” I know you.” he got a good look at my face.

I recognised him as well, he was at the club tonight, and I had taken his wallet without him noticing. He didn’t have much, but it looked like it was all he had.

” You took my money.”

” I don’t know you.” I said and turned away from him to continue walking.

But he grabbed me again, and this time I wasn’t so nice. I could smell the alcohol on him. He is probably regretting going to the strip club and getting stolen from.

Now he has a chance to get back at me.

I don’t think so.

I wasn’t going to let that happen.

My fist hit his face and he went down.

TBC