"Here let me help you." Susan heard as she turned to see another slutily dressed woman drop down to help gather up her cash. "Where's your bag?"
"My what?" Susan asked as she bent to do the same.
"Your bag for the money? Holy shit you're actually new?!" The woman said incredulously holding out wads of money. "How long have you been practicing those moves? You looked like a natural."
"Not much at all really. It all just felt right." Susan said.
"Bullshit. or you're just a real quick learner. Here let me help you get this backstage. I'm sure Tessa has a trash bag or somethin you can use. I'm Naomi by the way." She said leading her backstage.
"Su- uhh, Pandora" Susan corrected.
"Don't worry it's not mine either. Takes a second to get used to." Naomi giggled as she dropped the cash on an empty spot near a chair. "Here this is my chair. Might take you a second but start trying to make that more manageable. I'll send Tessa over with a bag but I got to get out there now."
"Ye-yea. OK. Thanks" Susan managed out as she held fistfulls of money to her body.
"Good stuff out there new girl. Didn't think you had it in ya." The woman running the backstage, Tessa she assumed, said as she approached her with a trash bag.
"Thanks..." Susan replied as she dumped the money in her arms into it.
"Just don't forget the club's cut from that." Tessa instructed as she turned away.
"The what?" Susan questioned.
"You really still pretending to be new huh? House fee is 50 dollars. If you want to go do some crowd work you can give private dances for $30 and keep $20. Bed is $50 you get $35. You want to work the VIP you're gonna need to have a bit more seniority for that." Tessa factually informed her.
"I thought it was Amateur night?" Susan stated.
"Sure is, and that's how you got on that stage to begin with. Usually we let the new girls keep everything they make out there but you ain't new. Not with moves like that. Especially as old as you are. Now come on you made a killing anyway. Go work the floor some and you're gonna have a good night." Tessa said counting out money from her pile and turning to walk away.
"Strippers have to pay the club?!? I thought they were paid to be here?!" Susan muttered to herself as she finished stuffing her bag.
"I know right? What a racket." Naomi said as she approached with a small purse over her shoulder overflowing with bills. She was wearing much less than the first time and without as much of a distraction Susan really took her in. She was an average sized woman, probably an inch or two taller than Susans normal height. He body wasn't quite toned but nobody would ever dream of calling her fat. She had long black hair almost the same tone as the multiple tattoos that adorned her body. She was wearing a similar pair of heels to Susan's but the attribute that really drew Susan's attention were the two enormous perky tits sitting naked on her chest.
"Are those real?" Susan found herself asking even though she knew the answer.
"Phhhhtt" Naomi snorted. "Of course not. Great investment though. These babies paid themselves off in no time. Even if I think I might have overdone it. Oh well I'll knock them down a couple sizes when I want to retire. You sticking around?"
"What?? No no" Susan said checking her phone and seeing it was almost midnight. "I've got to change! I mean I got to get home. It was lovely meeting you Naomi!"
"Yea same to you. Hope to see you around." Naomi said as she reached into a duffle bag to pull out a new top.
"Actually... you wouldn't happen to have an extra top on you do ya?" Susan asked.
"No offense Pandora. But I'm quite a bit bigger than you, and besides. These arn't really made that well. More for looks than function." She informed. But she didn't realize that only made them more attractive to Susan as she hefted her trashbag.
"I'll pay you in cash!"