Where: The Pink Pussycat Who: @celineedcz
Aniyah was slowly but surely getting tired of working at the club. At this point it had been roughly sixteen years and sure she took some time off in between, but she felt it was time to grow up maybe, start looking into a different career. The more she thought about it though, she remembered she was a high school drop out with her GED and an associates degree in liberal arts with nothing but stripping on her resume. Sure, she could look into different jobs but it seemed easy to just do what she knew and not worry about it. With all of those thoughts aside, she saw a woman walk inside and raised her eyebrows with a bit of a smile. It wasn’t uncommon for women to come enjoy the show, but she clearly didn’t look like a typical strip club patron.
“Hey, you lost or somethin’?” she asked Celine with her lips poked out. Maybe it was some undercover cop trying to see if there were illegal things happening at the club and the only reason Aniyah wasn’t nervous at all was because she knew they were about as clean as could be when it came to strip clubs.