Tasha Blackwell
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Jan 17, 2019
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The Lusty Lekku
It was close to 3 am, and thankfully the customers were winding down. She had been center-stage tonight, her sensual movements keeping her audience at the edge of their seats. She wore a white dress tonight that came off in parts until she was left only in a lacy and frilly thing that left little to the imagination. Tasha was fully on display from the waist up and she owned the stage she was on, breezing through her routine. Every movement oozed elegance, every motion perfectly precise and mesmerizing. It was clear she actually enjoyed this work and did it by choice. There was unnatural grace in how she moved, and she even tossed in some nifty tricks that resulted in loud hooting and shouting.
Credits were flying in all directions and she had fat stacks of them wedged into the sides of her flimsy undergarment. A few men were already kicked out for trying to touch her, and she wasn’t taking any private dances tonight. All in all, however, the Lusty Lekku’s newest hire was proving to be a huge success. The crowds were dwindling now and people were stepping out, leaving behind only one or two drunkards mumbling to themselves.
Tasha picked up her clothing, putting the pieces back on as she wiped the sweat from her brow. Her blue skin had a sheen to it, and she was imposingly tall with her heels. She tossed her red hair over her shoulders and made her way towards the bar, wanting to help herself to a drink. Being sober all night was a pain when everyone around her was so trashed. 3 am sounded like the perfect time to start drinking for the night.
She leaned over the bar, grinning at the bartender while flashing her yellow eyes. It always made an impact when others looked into her gaze - whether it was fear or an odd magnetism they couldn’t explain. The bartender simply stared for a moment before he realized she was asking for a drink. Flustered, he stepped away to retrieve it for her, leaving behind a chuckling Tasha that was as breezy as ever with her mannerisms.
“Tonight was busier than usual,” The man said as he slid over a glass of a bright pink drink, “You sure know what you’re doing up there.”
“Oh? Caught yourself a free show?” She grinned at him.
“Employee perks, what can I say,” He smiled right back.
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