Voyeur - Candace Wondrak Page 0,2

it. Men of all ages sat around, drinking, eating, and laughing at each other while they ogled the other workers as they walked by. Most of them, though, stared at the beautiful blonde woman currently wrapping her legs around the main pole.

Crystal was only a few years older than me, but when she wore tons of makeup, she easily looked like she was thirty. Double-Ds for tits, a flat stomach anyone would be jealous of, and calf muscles that could probably pop your head right off your neck if used properly.

I stood off to the side, my intent to wait until Crystal was done and a different girl was up on that pole. Eventually, I’d have to go up there, too. Give these patrons a show. Not yet, though. Right now, I still had to learn the ropes.

Someone grabbed my arm, and I turned to meet the eyes of another woman. Her tits were out, though they weren’t nearly as large as Crystal’s or even mine, and she wore some kind of lacy thing over her lower stomach and lady bits.

Oh, yeah. My parents would have an aneurysm if they knew I was working here. Maybe it was too spiteful, too vindictive, but I kind of wished they would.

“You’re the new girl, right?” the woman asked. Though she held onto my arm, she carried a small tray in her other. Her eyes were a bright green, done up by dark, smoky makeup. Diamond studs rested in her ears, her hair short.

I nodded.

“Great,” she said, handing me the tray. “Go over to Jamie and tell her that table three wants another round. I have to pee so fucking bad.” And then, before I could ask her who the hell Jamie even was, the woman hurried away.

Looking around, I spotted a few other women working the tables. Who the hell was Jaime? I never got an introduction to anyone else here. They kind of just threw me out here and expected me to know everything automatically? Autumn had told me to wait for Crystal’s dance to be done, but the last thing I wanted was to annoy a coworker on the first day. Making enemies here was not smart, not when I was desperate.

Me, desperate for money. Not a thought I ever thought I’d have, but here I was.

My eyes landed on the bartender, a dark-skinned woman who was busy mixing up some drinks. Was she Jamie? I honestly had no idea, but another round for table three meant more booze, and that was the bartender’s job.

I headed over to her, waiting until she turned around to speak. A rather tall woman, she wore what looked to be a bathing suit top and a pair of shorts. The door to the kitchen was a short ways down, where the food was cooked. Nothing too fancy, from what I’d seen. Bar food, basically.

See? I wasn’t the only one wearing shorts. Although, I guess you could say, Jamie was stuck behind the counter all night. She wasn’t the one serving anyone drinks or food. What did it matter if her ass was covered?

“Jamie?” I asked, causing the woman to stop and turn to look at me.

“Fresh meat,” she said, grinning. Her hair was thick and curly, her eyes so dark they were near black. “Yeah, I’m Jamie. What’s yours? I see Autumn didn’t hold a meeting to introduce us all. Typical of her, throwing you straight to the wolves.”

She might’ve thrown me straight to the wolves, but I went willingly. What did that say about me?

“I’m Zoey,” I said, setting the tray on the counter. Not many of the stools near the bar were full; most of the men were either at their own tables or watching Crystal swing her body around and bend it every which way. “I’m not sure who, but someone said she had to pee and that table three wants another round.”

Jamie chuckled. “That’s a table Ruby’s taking care of.” She set down the mixer she was currently using, leaning over the counter to look hard at me. “Have you thought about your stage name, hun? Most girls around here use them, for obvious reasons.”

Crystal and Ruby… yeah, I could see it. “What about Jamie?” I asked. That didn’t sound like a fake name to me.

“It’s my middle name,” she said. “If you want advice, Zoey, pick a name and stick with it. There will be creeps who’ll come up in here, who will zero in on you and decide