posted by admin on Mar 14
Of all the 7 offers, i only found one that i feel like doing. A private gig, at a private club. I just need to tell them how i want my stage to be and they’ll set it up for me. Costumes, crew and prop inclusive. Naw… i’ll bring my own costumes. I’ve seen the guest list. And i saw his name there.
Yes… we met at a party once. He stared at me with his amber eyes; a piercing kinda icy stare that sends chills down one’s spine. That was it. I ignored him the whole evening. C’mon… dont stare at me when there’s a bimbo on your arms. It’s not nice, you know, lol. Didnt take long to find out he’s been asking about me.
I havent got a clue whether he set this gig up for me or what. Or will he be just as surprised to see me dance. As long as my bouncers are by my side, i feel safe. I’m a professional, and this is a very risky profession. I hate those lunatics. I gotta go through my inventory now. Gotta conjure up something to wear.