7DeadlySins
Super-Earth
- Joined
- May 3, 2010
- Location
- California
Bay St. Clair sat the in front of his dress mirror, looking at himself. His make-up was done on his delicate features. His naturally thick and long lashed was looked more dramatic with the help of mascara. Plump pink-red lips made to look wet and glossy. His black hair was down to the middle of his slender neck, it had volume, making his already heart shaped face look more like a fluffy hearty.
He took a deep breath and stood up. It was time to start his shift. Bay wore a deep purple and black lace corset with black tight shorts that shows his tight ass. He walked up stairs to the main floor in his 6 inch platform heels, making him 5 feet 7. He has been working there for more than a year, so he was able to walk gracefully in them.
On the main floor, was music with deep bass and a nice rhythm in a dimly lit room with red and pink lights on the walls. It smelled like stale air, cigarettes and pussy. He was the only male dancer in the Casablanca House, even though it was a stripper bar for the male clientele.
“Bay, finally, take these drinks to table 6 and the John in table 3, do cater to him.” Linda, the tall, beautiful owner purred to him. Bay took the tray and put on a smile. It was time to work. He delivered all the drinks to table 6 and flirted with the men, they were lawyers, all relaxing.
He swayed to the next table. “Hey honey, what can I do for you?” He asked sweetly.
He took a deep breath and stood up. It was time to start his shift. Bay wore a deep purple and black lace corset with black tight shorts that shows his tight ass. He walked up stairs to the main floor in his 6 inch platform heels, making him 5 feet 7. He has been working there for more than a year, so he was able to walk gracefully in them.
On the main floor, was music with deep bass and a nice rhythm in a dimly lit room with red and pink lights on the walls. It smelled like stale air, cigarettes and pussy. He was the only male dancer in the Casablanca House, even though it was a stripper bar for the male clientele.
“Bay, finally, take these drinks to table 6 and the John in table 3, do cater to him.” Linda, the tall, beautiful owner purred to him. Bay took the tray and put on a smile. It was time to work. He delivered all the drinks to table 6 and flirted with the men, they were lawyers, all relaxing.
He swayed to the next table. “Hey honey, what can I do for you?” He asked sweetly.