Story on Display: Bacchus' Mistress

Chapter Two: Silver Dreamer:

Sassy Megan’s. I am mostly here at nights. My spot is right close to the stage. I used to feel alive in this place. But now, even that’s dead inside of me. I can’t feel a thing. Ironically, this is one of the mostly lively places I visit. The lights are always flashing around me. The music pounds in my ear drums. Guys making cat calls to the girls on stage. I just sit in silence and drink my beer. I don’t even more when the colored light hits my face. Just another sleepless Friday night for me.

“Gentlemen!” the announcer’s voice ripped through the PA system. “Give it up for our newest stripper, Silver Dreamer!” The guys around me all cheered out loud. My eyes looked glazed over as I looked at the stage. The curtains slowly drew up. The cheering and cat-calls got louder. I prepared for another dream to float past me. But then, a new light opened my eyes wide.

She was a young thing. No more than fifteen years old, I guessed. I thought that I was dreaming at first. This girl looked so thin. Thin in a healthy way. Her skin looked a painted white. Her black and pink bikini top, black leather miniskirt, and black high-heeled boots made her look even paler. Her make-up could hide her nerves. My eyes stayed focused on this young stripper.

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