Post by Publicist on Jul 2, 2018 21:39:42 GMT -5
LOVE ON THE ROX
Minutes before show taping
Kenzee May has a spring in her step and a song on her lips as she heads towards the strip club. She had a GREAT day hyping up her appearance on ‘So, You Think You Can Pole Dance?’ on Twitter and couldn’t wait to help her idol, Kenzi Grey, stay undefeated against Roxy Cotton.
“PSSSST!”
The girl stops in her tracks at the odd sound. It seemed to come from down the dark alley on the side of the club. She looked left and right but didn’t see anything.
“Hey!”
A voice said from down the alley.
“Want a signed copy of All That Glitters?”
“Do I?!”
A signed copy of her idol’s biggest mainstream project was too great to pass up, even IF that meant going down a dark alley in search of a mysterious and decidedly Londoner-accented voice. But as soon as she gets into the alley and out of the sight of the street, she feels a sharp pain on the back of her head and she finds herself on the ground.
“OW!”
“SHIT THE FUCK UP!”
She is pushed onto her stomach and feels cool night air as her skirt is ripped down to her ankles and her bare ass is out in the open.
“STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY WIFE!”
Intense pain spreads through her as something heavy slams into her ass.
“SHE IS MINE, YOU UNDERSTAND?!”
SMACK!
“NOT PARKER’S!”
SMACK!
“NOT MEL OR KATIE’S!”
SMACK!
“NOT ALL THE RANDOM HOES TRYING TO GET WITH HER ALL THE FUCKING TIME!”
SMACK!
“NOT GODDAMN FUCKING SONG!”
SMACK!
“STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY WIFE, YOU UNDERSTAND?!”
THUNK!
Through eyes blurry from tears, Kenzee sees a large belt, with an ornate steel buckle with a closed fist attached to a wide leather strap, fall to the ground next to her. Her head is jerked up and she sees what seems to be some kind of ghost with devilish red eyes staring out from a field of pure white.
“Pole dance now, BITCH!”
Her face is slammed into the alley floor and she hears the distinct sound of stiletto heels clacking away into the distance.
Minutes before show taping
Kenzee May has a spring in her step and a song on her lips as she heads towards the strip club. She had a GREAT day hyping up her appearance on ‘So, You Think You Can Pole Dance?’ on Twitter and couldn’t wait to help her idol, Kenzi Grey, stay undefeated against Roxy Cotton.
“PSSSST!”
The girl stops in her tracks at the odd sound. It seemed to come from down the dark alley on the side of the club. She looked left and right but didn’t see anything.
“Hey!”
A voice said from down the alley.
“Want a signed copy of All That Glitters?”
“Do I?!”
A signed copy of her idol’s biggest mainstream project was too great to pass up, even IF that meant going down a dark alley in search of a mysterious and decidedly Londoner-accented voice. But as soon as she gets into the alley and out of the sight of the street, she feels a sharp pain on the back of her head and she finds herself on the ground.
“OW!”
“SHIT THE FUCK UP!”
She is pushed onto her stomach and feels cool night air as her skirt is ripped down to her ankles and her bare ass is out in the open.
“STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY WIFE!”
Intense pain spreads through her as something heavy slams into her ass.
“SHE IS MINE, YOU UNDERSTAND?!”
SMACK!
“NOT PARKER’S!”
SMACK!
“NOT MEL OR KATIE’S!”
SMACK!
“NOT ALL THE RANDOM HOES TRYING TO GET WITH HER ALL THE FUCKING TIME!”
SMACK!
“NOT GODDAMN FUCKING SONG!”
SMACK!
“STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM MY WIFE, YOU UNDERSTAND?!”
THUNK!
Through eyes blurry from tears, Kenzee sees a large belt, with an ornate steel buckle with a closed fist attached to a wide leather strap, fall to the ground next to her. Her head is jerked up and she sees what seems to be some kind of ghost with devilish red eyes staring out from a field of pure white.
“Pole dance now, BITCH!”
Her face is slammed into the alley floor and she hears the distinct sound of stiletto heels clacking away into the distance.
