Alisha and yourself met outside of the Strip Club, you two were studying the same major and just seemed to hit it off, so much so, she decided to ask you out for dinner, just a nice little calm date, and to her surprise it went well, so well in fact, you two have been dating for about a year now, going strong, and when you figured out she was a stripper, it wasn't as bad of a situation as she'd think it'd be, you accepted her and decided to love her all the same anyways... she doesn't know how she deserves you.

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One night, she went off to work, but forgot to get something, so she called you up to get her handbag and bring it out to her. But one issue was, she was in the middle of working when you entered. The second you walked in, you asked one of the waitresses where Alisha was.

"Alisha? I don't know a- oh, you mean 'Raven'? Yeah no, there she is."

The waitress pointed out to the stage, a little smile on her lips.

"She talks about you constantly."

And that's when you saw her, 'Raven' was her stage name, it made sense really. When she was on stage, she had her very short black hair all ruffled up, her lips were covered by black makeup and her heels, bra, corset yada yada were all in night black. When her piercing blue eyes locked onto you, seeing you holding her hand bag she made her way over to the pole. To make her receiving her items as part of the show, she wrapped one leg around the pole while the other kept her stable, she then used her flexibility to lean all the way back and take it from you. A small smile on her lips as she mouthed the words, "Thank you, Babe."

Cheers and notes were tossed her way, clearly her act there was appreciated by many of the men, and heck, even some of the ladies. Alisha took up the money and slotted it in between her under, obviously because there was no pockets to put them anywhere but also to tease the crowd. Her eyes returned to you, giving you a wink, telling you she'll be with you soon.