Post by Ballari O'Brian on Sept 18, 2010 23:13:11 GMT -5
Let's go out tonight,
I have to go out tonight;
You wanna play? Let's run away
We won't be back until New Years Day
Take me out tonight
As the music pulsed, Ballari moved with it; her slender body twisting and turning with every beat. The mic was close to her lips; every word sung with a sensual tongue.
Even though she wasn't "on duty," the pink Shy Guy channelled all the sluttiness she could manage. She had gotten this job at the Ghost House because of her voice, Ballari knew she had to maintain a certain...standard. She was a singer, singing a song about "going out." It was best to do as the music suggested, and move her hips.
Grabbing the mic stand with one hand, she leaned against it, so she was leaning over the bar and barely a few inches from one of the customers. She smiled wickedly, licking her lips, and snapped back up before the man could even realize he had been that close to her. That bit, she knew, would earn her a good tip.
God, this was so much better than stripping.
It earned her just as much money, with nearly half the skin showing. Yeah, she had to show just a bit of skin, but it wasn't nearly as bad as when she had been working at that low-class joint. Plus, she got to sing here. And that was fun.
"When I get a wink from the doorman, do you know how lucky you'll be?"
