Free Cameron 6 by Jade Jones Page B

gone through, she prayed Pure left her alone and let her be. The last thing she wanted was problems in her new place of employment.
    Cameron headed down a long, narrow hallway, which led to the spacious dressing room. As soon as Cam walked in she saw a plethora of naked asses and titties. Women of every shade were present, determined to make a quick come up for the night.
    Cameron was no different as she moseyed inside. She found Juicy at the vanity ‘powdering her nose’. She was topless and clad in nothing but black bikini bottoms with rhinestones. Her face was beat compliments of the club’s house mom.
    “Hey, bay,” Juicy greeted excitedly. She watched Cameron approach her through the vanity’s mirror.
    “Hey, girl. How long you been here?”
    “Since seven. Rodney usually likes us to be here early to get the crowd going,” she said in reference to the owner.
    “Do they be charging an arm and a leg if we come later?” Cameron asked.
    “Nah, we just tip out $14 to the DJ. There is a late fee, but nobody pays that shit.”
    “Cool.”
    “Hurry up and get dressed. A few niggas been asking about you.”
    Cameron felt like she was in her old stomping grounds when she finally emerged from the dressing room in a metallic pink bikini. Fellas were checking her out as soon as she walked into the club. It didn’t take much to steal all of the attention. She was one of the baddest females in the place and she knew it.
    Cameron thought about working the floor but there were so many people. Before she could decide on what guy to approach first, someone grabbed her gently from behind.
    Cameron turned around and met the hazel gaze of a cute light-skinned brother. “Hey, I saw you on JuicyTheGoddess Instagram page. Name’s Paul.” His eyes traveled the length of her curvy body. “I gotta admit you look so much better in person.”
    “Thank you, Paul.”
    “When you go up on stage, sexy?”
    “I think there’s four other girls in front of me,” Cam lied. She really didn’t know. Her turn would come whenever the DJ announced her name.
    “Cool, then. You got time to dance for me.”
    “Yeah, most definitely,” Cam said. She followed him to an empty section with two other guys.
    “Don’t mind them. Just do ya thing.”
    It seems like pain and regret are ya best friends…
    ‘Cuz everything you do leads to them…
    The Weeknd’s “Lonely Star” poured through the club’s amplifiers. Cam wasted no time pulling off her top. Paul and his boys’ mouth watered at the sight of her pierced nipples. He was tempted to pinch one but he knew there was a strict no touching policy.
    “What’chu getting into after you leave here?” Paul asked, not wanting to beat around the bush.
    “I’ll probably stop to grab a bite to eat and then head home.”
    “Can I accompany you?”
    Cam turned around and caught him staring at her ass. “I don’t date the customers,” she told him.
    Baby, you can have the cars, the clothes, the jewels, the sex, the house.
    Baby, you can have it all…
    “Why I gotta be all dat though?” Paul asked. “Why I can’t just be a friend?”
    Before she could answer him, Juicy came out of nowhere and pulled Cam towards her. “Girl, are you crazy? You better go in the back and add some pasties. They done passed a law now.”
    Cameron looked around at all of the other girls wearing them. She didn’t know how the hell she could’ve missed that detail. “Damn. Alright then.” After Juicy walked off, she knelt down to Paul’s ear to be heard over the loud music. “I’m gonna run to the back real quick.”
    “Gon’ head. I’ll wait for you.” He then pulled out a crisp fifty-dollar bill and placed it in her garter belt. “Just don’t make me wait too long, a'ight.”
    Cameron promised him a speedy return before hastily making her way back to the dressing room. Once inside, she realized that she didn’t have any pasties. Cam turned towards a cute, cinnamon-colored dancer seated at the