Touch Of Death

“"Tip for you gorgeous". I smiled seductively at my 84th customer for tonight. He'll be the last because I feel tired and I want to go home and rest. I saw a lot this night. "Thanks daddy", I bit my lower lip to look seductive and I saw her swallowing so I smiled even more. Before he could speak, I turned my back on him. I headed to the backstage of the bar but before I could enter I was blocked by Agnes' group. They are also my colleagues at this bar and we are both dancers and call for tables. He doesn't give me a good look, well as usual. "You're such a whore", I just looked at him and the two with him were giving me insulting looks. "You're not flirtatious, you're also stealing customers" "Excuse me Agnes, I'll pass" "Shut your ass* b*tch!" "Don't get me started, I'm tired" "The hell I care! What are you putting in your pussy and my customers are following you" "Your customer? HAHA nice joke. Can't you still accept that I'm better than you. And, I don't put anything in my pussy because it's FRESH. Unlike you, ROTTEN AND BORED!" He was about to hit me when I grabbed his hand and undoubtedly pushed him. His henchmen were about to attack me when I glared at them and looked scared so they didn't rush. I flipped my hair before turning them away. Such a waste of my time to just look at their lotions, their faces and bodies. After I arranged my things and said goodbye to my boss, I left the bar and went straight to my old car. It was parked on the side of the road in the dark and only my car was parked there. I got into the car and started the engine but before I could drive my car there was a sudden click and a cold thing was pointed at my senses. "Drive and don't make a stupid action..."”