primitive skills question: I want to take wilderness survival courses but holy gods they're so expensive!! do you have any recommendations on books that can teach me the theories? also, do you know how you would go about finding legally if it's okay to light primitive fires in your backyard? thank you so much!!
Woohoo! This is exactly the kind of question I love getting. And bear with me because this warrants something of a long answer, as I think it’s important for folks to know more about (that’s also why I’m answering this here instead of making it part of the Secret Side Blog Patreon thing).
To start: I’m located in the Pacific Northwest, so most of the locations I’ll be talking about are also based around this region. However, you can still apply the notions to other areas of the USA, and use some of the following links to get connected with people in the wilderness skills and primitive survival industries; I’m sure that many would be happy to help folks find programs closer to home!
If you want to get involved with primitive skills in a hands-on capacity, nothing beats learning from those with experience. There are good books on the subject, and YouTube is a wealth of information, as well! But if you’ve got the time for taking courses, you may also have the time to do a work away or WWOOF with farms that have a specific focus in this particular field.
Prime example: We attend Okanogan Barter Faire each year with our friends from the Wilderbabes primitive school in Washington State. They offer classes for all age groups, but also have programs available for folks who wish to live and stay on the property in exchange for manual labor. You get to learn new skills, help out around the farm, and they provide room and board. Katie is fantastic (and totally adorable), so if you’re in the area and have the time, jump contact her ASAP!
Another option which does admittedly cost money, but which is still far less expensive than taking full immersion classes, is to attend primitive skills festivals and gatherings. In Oregon, our most well-known event is called Echoes in Time. My partner, Danny, has attended two years in a row now and always returns with a wealth of information! His specific focus is always medicinal plants and wild harvesting, but last year, he took a class from friends of ours who build primitive longbows. Here’s a website which lists all similar events across the country!
WWOOF (World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms) is a cool program that’s similar to Workaway, except that it puts a focus on organic farming. Danny just spent three months WOOFFing at different establishments across the West Coast, and previously spent half a year in Australia doing the same. While organic farming isn’t quite the same thing as wilderness survival or primitive skills, elements of the latter certainly play heavily into the experience of WWOOFing. Some farms teach tanning, firebuilding, primitive shelters, and offer basic courses on wilderness first aid. It’s another great way to get out there and experience new things while remaining relatively low-cost.
Lastly, in regards to building backyard fires - Each city likely has a different ordinance in regards to this topic. Ours, for example, doesn’t allow people to burn anything outside of certain times of the year unless we’re outside of city limits, at which point it’s dependent upon county regulations instead. Your best bet would be contact your local city hall and try to get in contact with someone who has the pertinent information.
Can I request some Jungkook smut for my virgin being? He’s oficially an adult now so he and his gf celebrate that.
“Happy Birthday Jungkook!” the entire room exploded in
excitement as Jungkook entered through the hotel function room doors with you.
He had absolutely no idea that you, his family and the other members of BTS had
been planning his surprise 18th birthday party for the past 2
months. Trying to keep it a secret from
him proved to be somewhat difficult with his constant pestering and questioning
of what you were all planning to do for him, also trying to make sure that one
of the boys didn’t let it slip by accident turned out to be a nightmare and a
half, but they managed to keep everything under wraps – just.
You had told him that you were taking him to a fancy hotel,
just you and him for dinner on the night of his birthday. You were both dressed
elegantly, Jungkook donning a classic black tuxedo, and you in your black, lace
dress with a gorgeous pair of black heels which complimented your toned legs
perfectly. He couldn’t keep his eyes off you as you both rode the short
distance in the taxi to the hotel together, his eyes lingering on your dress
and the way it hugged your curves in all the correct places. You and Jungkook
were still virgins, never having gone further than just heavy petting and
groping. You had long decided that as part of his birthday present, it would be
you ready to give yourself to him. Jungkook had always wanted to take things to
the next level; especially in the heat of the moment, but knew that you weren’t
fully ready either, thus he respected your decision and always took care of
himself when the need arose.
Jungkook almost jumped out of his skin at the sight of his
family, friends and members screaming Happy Birthday to him, grabbing on to
your arm in pure shock. You giggled at his reaction, before he looked at you
with a knowing stare.
“You planned this all along…ahhh” he whined loudly into
your face. You pulled him into your arms before telling him that everyone had
known about it for months, not just you. To which he sighed “So you’ve been
keeping secrets from me?” You have him a light, playful punch to the arm,
before walking over, hand in hand to join the rest of the party in the middle
of the room.
The night was filled with celebrations. Jungkook greeted
each guest and thanked them for coming and making his party one to remember.
You all danced, sang and finally when it was time for Jungkook to blow out his
candles, Namjoon reminded him “Don’t forget to make a wish, Kookie!”
Jungkook looked to the ceiling while nibbling on his bottom
lip before glancing over to you, smiling coyly. He winked, before blowing out
all 18 candles in one go, resulting in the room erupting with cheers and
“What did you wish for?” you asked sweetly, taking your
place beside him as a slow, ballad like song began to play. Jungkook took your
hand in his and led you to the middle of the dance floor, joining the rest of
the couples who were beginning their romantic style dancing together. “If I
tell you, it won’t come true. We’ll just have to wait and see” he gave you a
cheeky grin as he pulled you firmly against him, his left hand resting on your
waist while holding your right hand in the air with his as you lay your head on
his shoulder and began dancing to the slow, meaningful music.
“Thank you for planning all of this, it must not have been
easy to keep it all a secret.” He said while nodding over in the direction of
the other boys who were pulling “lovey-dovey” gestures at you both dancing
together. “They are a handful, but I love them like they were my brothers. They
were so helpful with everything.” You cooed into his ear, making him smile even
more. He thought about how lucky he was to have a girl who he loved with all
his heart, a girl who his family adored, and a girl who got on so well with the
other members of BTS who also loved you like family.
The party began to wrap up around 1am, Jungkook’s family
saying their goodbyes along with the other members of BTS who were giving
knowing winks to Jungkook as they knew you were both staying in the hotel
together that night, their words and actions making both you and Jungkook’s
cheeks burn with embarrassment. You hadn’t informed them of your plans with
Jungkook tonight; obviously. But they boys weren’t idiots either.
“Enjoy the rest of your evening Jungkook. Remember; nice
guys finish last!” Jimin called out, biting into a cherry as he walked out of
the room, making Jungkook gulp nervously. You gave Jimin the evils as he winked
at you, before joining the rest of BTS in the van and driving off in the
direction of their dorm. You walked towards Jungkook, taking his hand in yours.
“Shall we go up to the room then?” you said nervously, to
which Jungkook gave you a small smile and followed you like a lamb. As you
stepped out of the elevator on the 11th floor, you both stayed
silent while walking to your room, not really knowing what to say to each
Jungkook plopped down on the bed upon entering the room,
untying his shoe laces and kicking the dress shoes to the side of the room
before slumping back against the pillows. He sighed, thinking about how much
fun he had spending time with everyone. You however, were in the bathroom slightly
freaking out about how to bring up the topic of “I’m ready” to Jungkook. You
slipped out of your dress and heels, leaving you only in your new black
lingerie that you had bought especially for this evening. It was beautiful,
trimmed with cute lace around the edges and small pink bow sat between the cups
on your bra. You fiddled with it nervously, before putting on the white
dressing robe as provided by the hotel. You took a deep breath, and decided
that you would just wing it, that there was no point in thinking about it too
much. You opened the door and walked back into the bedroom to find Jungkook
laying back on the bed. His shirt was slightly unbuttoned, revealing his
beautiful collarbones as he lazily flicked through the channels on the T.V. His
eyes glanced over at you from the T.V, before realizing that you were in your
“Are you tired babe?” he asked.
You wandered over in front of the T.V before slowly
switching it off. You looked back over at Jungkook. He licked his lips slowly,
trying to read your expression.
“What is it?” he grinned nervously.
You held your breath, before slowly undoing the tie around
your stomach, and letting the robe fall to the ground, leaving you in just your
bra and panties. Jungkook’s face fell to the floor, as his eyes widened at the
sight of you. He swallowed heavily as he felt his heart beat pound in his
chest. You were nervous as hell, but you wanted him badly. You were more than
ready to let him have you.
You climbed on to the bed, crawling into the space between
his legs. Your face burned crimson as your body heat began to rise at the
thought of Jungkook’s skin on yours. You crawled onto his lap, putting your
arms around his neck.
“Happy Birthday Kookie~” you whispered into his ear, your
breath tickling the sensitive skin of his neck as you did so. Jungkook’s hands
primitively found themselves resting on your hips as he pulled you in closer to
him, eliminating the space between you both. Your lips found his, giving him
small, open mouthed kisses as he began to hungrily kiss you back, feeling a
fire ignite with in him that burned with passion at the feeling of your clothed
core just on top of his semi-hard member as he tried his best to control
“Tell me what you wished for” you purred into his ear,
feeling a little braver from his needy reactions. Jungkook bit his lip before
rolling you on to your back and putting his weight on you, taking your breath
right out of your lungs.
“This…” he said, looking into your eyes as he began gently
kissing your neck, moving down your collarbones to your chest as he groped your
breasts through your bra. You arched your back, letting him wriggle his hand
around. He fumbled a little with the clasp, but to your surprise he eventually
got it. “Anyone would think you’re a pro at this” you teased, making him smile
his adorable bunny smile that you fell in love with the first day you ever met
“No (Y/N). You’re my first…that’s what you want, right?”
he asked shyly.
“Yes Jungkook…I want to be your first. I want you to be
mine too…” you felt hot as the words left your mouth. Jungkook’s face lit up
at your confession, as he slipped the straps of your bra down your arms, before
taking the bra completely off and revealing your soft bosom. His mouth went
straight for your nipple, as he gently kneaded your other breast, switching
every so often to even out the attention. You panted softly at his tongue
flicking over your hardened buds as he looked up to your face to see it twisted
in the most beautiful way ever, making him feel a little braver. His right hand
began travelling down your body, lightly tracing its way before slipping
underneath your panties and massaging your wet folds, making you hiss at the
contact. You were already so wet for him. Even though Jungkook had never done
this before, it felt natural; it felt right. It felt like he was always meant
to do this with you and only you, as he took the initiative and inserted one
long digit inside you, eliciting small mewls from you as he began to go at a
faster pace, pumping in and out of you gently, sliding his fingers up your sex
to meet your clit, lubricating it with your juices. He raised his head up and
began kissing you again, this time his kisses being a little more rough and
needy than before as you moaned into his mouth.
“It feels so good…” you panted, tensing your stomach up as
he massaged your aching clit with his fingers. He stopped; much to your
displeasure, to lean back and remove his shirt. You examined his beautiful
physique, his impressive abs, making you hungrier for him as he undid his belt
and pants before pushing them down his legs and throwing them somewhere on the
floor. Your eyes fell to the obvious tent in his trousers. You widened your
eyes, as Jungkook slowly pulled his boxers down and you took in his large
length. He chuckled at your shocked and obviously scared reaction, feeding his
ego by the second. You had an idea that he was well endowed, but you didn’t imagine
it would be this big.
“I’ll be gentle…don’t worry.” He said softly,
pulling you panties down to feast his eyes on your naked womanhood. Feeling
embarrassed, you closed your legs and put your hands over your face. “Don’t
hide from me…you’re so…beautiful” he said as he spread your legs again,
before crawling in between them.
“Oh, wait” you said, making Jungkook jump back slightly,
thinking that you had suddenly changed your mind. He watched you reach down the
side of the bed, before pulling out the foil wrapper containing a condom. He
sighed and smiled at the thought of you planning all of this, as he took the
packet out of your hand and opened it carefully as to not tear the condom. He
began to roll it slowly on to his length, securing it in place before aligning
himself with you. With his chest pressed to yours and his lips ghosting over
your face, he looked deep into your eyes with complete love and adoration.
“Tell me if it hurts…if you want me to stop, I will. Okay?”
he caressed your soft cheek in his hand. You smiled as you swallowed the lump which
had formed in your throat, giving him a quick nod. Jungkook slowly entered you,
watching your face wince in slight pain as your tight walls hugged his member.
He bit his lip hard, trying not to cum then and there as you felt so amazing
even now. Once he was all the way in, he stopped to let you adjust to his size.
The pain slowly turned dull, as you motioned your hips upward to let him know
you were ready. Jungkook began slowly thrusting deep within you as he panted
into your ear. The feeling of him inside you was strange, but oh so pleasurable
as you placed your hands on his shoulders. He tucked his arms under yours as
you both moved together, making the bed rock gently at your movements.
You felt your body tense as he hit your g-spot over and
over, his movements becoming less rhythmic as he neared his end. You gripped
the back of his head, making him look into your eyes.
“(Y/N)…I love you so much” he said in between soft moans
as his thrusting became harder and more sporadic. You moaned his name over and
over, before seeing stars as you unravelled underneath him. Jungkook’s orgasm
took over him at the feeling of your walls contracting around his member as he
shot his load into the condom, silently applauding himself for not finishing
before you. He continued to thrust, riding out his high before eventually
slowing down. Gently, he pulled out of you, before removing the condom, and
placing it in the bin beside the bed. He collapsed on top of you, both of you
out of breath and panting heavily as you stroked his slightly damp hair from
his sweat. He lay with his head on your breasts, listening to your heartbeat
becoming calmer as each minute that went by.
“Happy Birthday baby, I love you” you broke the silence.
Jungkook didn’t answer, causing you to look down at him. He was fast asleep on
top of you, making you giggle quietly at his post orgasm expression. You
carefully pulled the covers up around your naked bodies, before turning the
bedside lights off, leaving you both in complete darkness.
Jungkook dreamt of making love to you again that night,
knowing that you were the only girl he wanted to make love to. This had been
the best birthday present he ever could have wished for.
Authors notes: This was an anonymous request, but unfortunatley they didn’t give me any specific details on how they wanted the scenario to be. So seeing as I still see Youngjae as a small bean, I made it into a First Time scenario :) Enjoy!
This scenario contains smut and is rated M for mature.
“You’re mine” Mark growled in a low, possessive tone that
shook you right through to your core as he bent down and roughly grabbed the
backs of your thighs and straddled you on his waist. Resistance was futile as
he spun you both around and bounced you down on the bed, almost knocking your
breath clean out of your lungs.
You opened your eyes to a shirtless Mark, his nicely toned
concave on show with his jeans sitting delicately on his defined hip-bones. He
stared you down as he moved over the top of you, your legs instinctively parting
to grant him room. His face hovered mere inches from yours as he trapped you in
“We’re not leaving this room until you can feel how much I
love you, how much I need you and how much I don’t care about what people think
about us or our relationship” he whispered in the most soft, yet aggressive way
you had ever heard him speak.
“What brings me
here? I’m here to help you relax honey, now why don’t you let me get you a
drink and you can tell me more about yourself?” you softened your voice, giggling
innocently and tapping Jay’s arm with your index finger, trying to regain a
firm grasp on the direction of the conversation. It’s not that you thought
there was anything particularly dangerous about Jay, but something about him
made you feel uneasy. You had been working at the club just shy of two years
now, and not once had a customer made
you feel this way with his looks, charm and questions alone.
letting his lips curl up on the left side as he gestured to his empty water
glass. “I’m not drinking tonight so – just water is fine” he replied, his voice
as smooth as velvet as he turned his head back to you. Without meaning to, you chuckled
nervously and cleared your throat before you flagged down one of the topless
hostesses that walked around the club taking people’s orders.
“Chanel, can I
get a jug of water with some lemon and a whiskey on the rocks? Add it to table
12” you smiled at her as she winked at you and Jay, playing the game that you
all played so very well.
would you like some more drinks?” you turned around to face Simon and Loco, who
were each giving their undivided attention to Pixie and Sugar. Pixie flashed
her eyes at you, before leaning into Simons ear and whispering something, to
which he nodded, trailing his hand down her arm as she smiled into his face.
Loco ordered another beer, while Simon asked Pixie to choose for him.
“He wants to do
some Jaeger bombs~ and get us a bottle of house wine too” she giggled in his
lap while simultaneously adding to her commission fee with the drinks he
ordered. You sighed slightly – knowing that this was typical of Pixie to do,
before turning to Chanel and relaying the message.
Oh! And by the way, happy birthday girl!” She said to you cheerily, before
strutting off towards the bar, her ass cheeks on full display as she went. You
sat down comfortably in your seat, before you turned back round to Jay to
get him to talk some more.
birthday?” he asked, his eyebrows raised as he parted his lips in anticipation.
You smiled back warmly at him, scooting yourself up closer so that your thigh
was brushing his slightly.
“Yeah it’s my
birthday today~ So…as my present, you should let me know everything there is
to know about you. You’re Korean right? But your accent sounds different from
your friends?” you asked carefully as to not make it seem awkward or that you
were questioning his heritage, you were just genuinely curious. Jay nodded at
you as he interlocked his fingers on his lap.
“I was born
here, in the states. I grew up in Seattle and when I was a teenager, I moved to
Korea under my mother’s orders” he chuckled, watching your face light up a
little at the mention of his mother.
“Ahh, so you’re
a momma’s boy then?” you purred flirtatiously, softening your eyes before
Chanel came back with your drinks.
Key said this one is for the gentleman, on the house” she added as she set down
a bottle of pink champagne with two glasses for you and Jay - to which he
squinted his eyes a little at. “Who’s
Key?”he thought to himself as you took the champagne
bottle and popped it open, letting the foam bubble up and drip down your hands
on to your thighs – a common act to get men riled up that you did so
you help me Jay? I’m so clumsy~” you said innocently, flashing doe eyes at him
as he swallowed hard – Loco and Simon now looking over at you and Pixie and
Sugar rolling their eyes at your party trick. Jay knew exactly what you were
trying to do, as he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket and began dabbing
it on to your skin, soaking up the foam as he diligently cleaned you. Usually,
men were a mumbling, fidgety mess as they did this, but Jay was as sober as a
judge and completely confident in his actions which took you so far aback.
continued with the whole table sharing the champagne, Jay not touching it once
as you tried to continuously flirt and make him feel like the most important
man alive, to which he merely shrugged it off and let you do most of the talking.
You began to feel the effects of the alcohol – you not being used to drinking
so much as you drank Jay’s share of the champagne.
“Don’t you think
you should…take it easy? You’re pretty wasted right now” Jay chuckled as
you drunkenly lay your head against his shoulder, interlocking your arm with
his as you gave him the real ‘drunk girlfriend’ experience.
“Oh yeah? And
who’s gonna stop me…you?” you looked up at him and poked him on his nose,
making him smile and giggle a little at your childish antics. He repositioned
himself, letting you get more comfortable on him while keeping his
hands to himself. Usually, if this situation arose, your customers would take
this opportunity to run their hands all over you, but Jay had other motives in
“So if it’s your
birthday, what age does that make you?” he said softly into your ear, his lips
inches away from your skin as you mewled lightly into the crook his neck.
“Mmmh, what age
do I look, Jay?” you asked, your eyes full of devilish charm as you admired the
several small star tattoos that littered his collarbone and neck area. Jay felt
a slight sweat come over him, looking down at you and trying to guess your
correct age. You had dark, smoky eye makeup, red cherub lips and you were
contoured to the gods, so guessing your true age would have been difficult for
“I’m not sure,
but maybe…23? 24? I’m sorry if I’m- ” you cut him off before he could say
“Uh uhhh! Wrong!”
you said as you found the energy to climb up and on to his lap, straddling him
as you rested your arms on either side of his shoulders. You took a look at his
chest through his white t-shirt, being able to see the faint outline of his
tattoos underneath. Jay stiffened his entire body under your touch – feeling you
so close to him as his hands primitively found themselves resting on your
waist, steadying you in your drunken adventure.
you whispered in his ear. Jay felt his heart sink, but not because you were 8
years younger than him.
“I see~ And how
long have to been working here?” he whispered, dreading the answer you were
about to give him. Usually you would never open up so much to a customer – especially
not a new one. But you were drunk – and being this drunk was more than often
dangerous in your profession.
now? I was at college to become a…music producer or something. But that went
bust. Anddddd~ now I’m here sitting on your lap” you slurred, giggling into his
face as you stared at your reflection in his eyes. You knew deep down inside
that things were going too far at this point, but you couldn’t stop yourself.
Jay studied you, knowing now that you were so young and once full of so much hope
and dreams – he thought about what could have happened to you to make you feel
like you had no other choice than to walk this path? He felt the strings of
your red lingerie underneath his palms, your heat radiating from your body on to
his as he took in the smell of your cheap, sweet perfume and the aroma of your
hairspray. He noticed the clamminess of your skin around your collarbones and
chest, the rosiness of your cheeks – a clear indication that you definitely had
enough to drink for one night.
somewhere we can go to relax? It’s a bit stuffy in here and you look like you
could use a glass of water.” Jay spoke quietly into your ear, making your eyes
light up. You didn’t think he would be the type of customer to ask you this
type of thing – because this meant one thing and one thing only; sex.
You nodded at
him slowly, winking before telling him to wait a moment. You got up, stumbling
about in your high heels as Jay stood up after you, keeping you steady and
helping you find your balance. You managed to squeeze yourself past the pillar
once again, before calling over one of the hostesses to ask them to prepare one
of the rooms.
“My guy at table
12 is asking for some ‘alone time’. Are there any rooms available?” you slurred
room 3. But babydoll, are you sure? You’re pretty fucked right now” she said,
putting her hand on your shoulder as she looked at you seriously, to which your
swatted her away playfully.
gonna be fucked in a few minutes!” you joked back, making her laugh along with
you as she nodded her head and began making arrangements for you. You turned
around, seeing Jay talking to Simon and Loco.
“I’m gonna take
Babydoll to get her sobered up a bit. I’ll be back soon” he said, his friends
giving him thumbs up and winking at him to which he scoffed at them through his
nose. You approached Jay, taking his hand from the back and linking your arm
“There’s a room
waiting for us, good sir. Care to follow me?” you purred, taking the lead and
walking him towards the door at the back of the club next to the bar. On your
way, you seen Key perched on his ‘throne’ at the front of the stage, looking at
you and giving you a sly smile as he knew you were about to cash in big time
for him. You pretended not to see him, as you opened the door clumsily, before
Jay let you walk in first, holding the door while holding on to you in fear
that you might fall. The music for the club became a little more drowned out as
you stumbled towards the black, marble staircase that lead to the 2nd
floor. Jay took one look at the staircase before looking down at your shoes – a
pair of killer high heels.
“Do you want to
take your shoes off? It would made the trip up the stairs a little easier for
you.” He said, still holding on to you the way a parent would hold on to their
child who was learning to walk.
“I’m a big girl,
I can do some things myself you know~” you cooed back at him, taking on the
steps and holding on to the banister half heartily. The whole way up the
stairs, Jay was one step behind you, supporting you as you nearly fell to your
death several times – of course you thought this was hilarious, almost dying
from laughter at his precautious antics for you.
room number 3, you punched in the key-code before the door unlocked. You both
stepped in as you were greeted by the familiar sultry lighting and the large
mirrors in front of the four poster bed. Jay looked around the room before
letting one word resonate through his mind. “Sleazy”
– as he also took notice of the several cameras which were carefully placed
in all four corners, high on the walls.
“Come here, sit~” you pulled Jay down on the
bed before you began fixing your hair and letting him get comfortable.
start, I just wanted to check that you know the price, okay?” you asked him
seriously. You were drunk – yes. But this didn’t mean you forgot that you were
working either. Jay looked at you carefully, now realising what you thought he
meant by going somewhere private. He let a small chuckle fall from his lips as
he turned to face you completely.
whatever men usually do to you in here – I won’t be doing that. But I’ll still
pay you for whatever your price is. I just want you to cool down and sober up a
bit so that you get home safely.”
your eyebrows at him before promptly gathering yourself and smiling politely.
It wasn’t common, but sometimes you would get men who just wanted a sweet, girlfriend
experience were you would just sit on their lap and kiss them, telling them how
much you loved them and needed them.
was it a girlfriend experience you wanted? Not all of the girls like doing it,
but I don’t mind it at all~” you tilted your head at him as you pulled yourself
closer into his proximity. Jay chuckled once again, knowing that you just didn’t
understand what he meant. He knew that it was probably uncommon for you to have
a man in front of you, on a bed, with money in his pockets who didn’t want to
bend you over and drill you from behind. Of course – he had thought about that
many times this evening, but there was something…different about you. He felt
a strange curiosity towards you, but most of all, he felt incredibly sorry for
you. He felt like the wanted to help you.
“I don’t want
anything from you babydoll. I just wanna talk and let you sober up – that’s
all.” He replied softly, moving your hands away that were now on his lap,
dangerously close to going past the point of no return. You jutted your head
back, feeling almost offended at his actions and very, very confused as to why
he was behaving the way he was.
wanna talk? I mean, no offence
but…why did you come to this place if all you wanted to do was talk? You could
go to any bar in the city for free and do that” you replied sarcastically, not
meaning for it to sound as harsh as it did, but you felt like this was a waste
of your time. You technically couldn’t keep him in this room if something didn’t
happen, and that meant no money for you – but more importantly, no money for
“Simon wanted to
take Loco to his first strip club, and I came along to keep both of them in
check. It just so happened that you came to our table and…to be honest… I
just wanted to get to know you. There’s nothing wrong with being friends with
someone in your line of work, right?”
Alarm bells immediately
went off in your head, mixed with your drunken state. He was skirting around
actually addressing your profession, almost like he wanted you to admit it
yourself. “Why does he want to get to
know me? To find out more about the club?” thoughts raced through your mind
in mere seconds.
“Are you a fucking
cop?” you stood up, backing away and watching his face become slightly
irritated at you as you suddenly felt extremely trapped. You felt your back
press against the mirror as Jay continued to sit on the bed, knowing not to get
up and approach you in fear of startling you more.
“Listen to me,
okay? I’m not a cop. I’m just a
normal person. Is it so hard to believe that I just want to talk to you and not
do anything sexual? You’re obviously a smart girl, so you should give yourself
more credit” Jay sighed, taking his wallet out of his back pocket before
placing it on the table in between you and him.
“If you still
don’t believe me, you can take a look through my ID’s.” But your patience was slowly
“Get out. I’ll
refund you for your time. Just leave. Don’t come into a strip club and try to
befriend strippers and girls like me to get more out of what you’re paying for.”
You said harshly, your voice quivering as you pointed to the door, hoping that
he would comply and you wouldn’t have to call for help.
“I’ll leave if
you want me to. Don’t refund me anything, it’s your money. I’m sorry for making
you feel uncomfortable.” He said as he
took his wallet, pulled out a stack of notes before placing them back on the
table. He stood up, bowing his head slightly at you as he walked over to the
door and opened it.
“I don’t know
you Babydoll, and you don’t know me. But what I do know, is that you’re better
than this life. And if the help is there, you should take it. Take care of
yourself.” His voice dropping on the last word, before slipping outside and
closing the door behind him,
You stared at
the door for the longest time, not knowing what the hell had just happened. You
walked over to the money on the table, counting it out and seeing that he left
much more than what was needed.
crazy?” you said out loud, before wondering how you were going to explain all
of this to Key. And as if right on cue, a knock came at the door - following a
voice that was unmistakable to any girl that worked in your club.
Just finished this blade! It is available! Ill be crafting a sheath for it next week due to a little vacation time!! :) I will be doing a giveaway when i get back! Message me some ideas for the giveaway! and ill be having a sale when I get back too.
You always imagined that the first time you ever brought
home a man to meet your mother would be somewhat planned – however, nothing
ever went according to plan in your life, so you were pretty used to it by now.
Jay sat with slightly sweaty palms at your kitchen table.
Across from him were your two younger sisters as you sat next to him, watching
them stare and gawp at his tattoos and nose piercing. You wished with all your
might that your leg could have reached far enough under the table to kick them
in the shins – but you weren’t that tall and your sisters legs didn’t even
touch the floor.