My Yautja, My Friend.
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Category:
M through R › Predator
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
7
Views:
4,744
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own the Predators. I don't make any money from the writing of this story so don't sue me, ha ha. I do this as I enjoy writing.
My Yautja, My Friend.
Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep… BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP..
Evie groaned as she stirred, hitting her alarm for ‘Snooze’. This wasn’t even the morning. She worked night-shifts in the strip-club, Crown Drools down town. She suddenly remembered, she had to be there early tonight as the Boss, Charlie wanted a word with her.
“Fuck” she moaned as she threw back the bed clothes. She knew that Charlie wasn’t happy with her. She had already had 2 warnings. The problem was, she was too nice and she absolutely hated the job. But it was money. She was saving up for her College Degree fees as she didn’t’ want a huge ‘Student Debt’ hanging over her for years. She made good money here but when the customer wanted a little more, she was supposed to deliver but wasn’t.
She sighed to herself, wondering what Charlie would say to her this time. She took off her silk nightie and got in the shower. She loved showers. She could relax. She started wondering what might be out there… Beyond the ‘Big Wide World’. She wished some aliens would come and capture her and take her away from this place. That is what she was planning on studying at College: Science. She was fascinated by it. She’d read all the ‘Horrible Science’ books when she was younger and had quite a collection of readable material.
She turned the shower off and got out. She dried herself whilst deciding that she would let her hair dry naturally. Normally she would straighten it and she knew it wouldn’t please Charlie that she hadn’t bothered with it. For some reason, customers seemed to like polker straight hair on the strippers. She brushed her teeth and hap-hazardly applied her make-up. She didn’t see the point in making an effort. She figured Charlie was going to sack her. In a way, she was glad if this was his intention. She’d be out of there. Maybe she would get a cleaning job or work in a clothes shop.. Who knew. She dressed in a short, black PVC skirt and bra top with matching 5 inch stiletto heels (her uniform). Grabbed her door keys, car keys, bag, locked up and left.
Evie groaned as she stirred, hitting her alarm for ‘Snooze’. This wasn’t even the morning. She worked night-shifts in the strip-club, Crown Drools down town. She suddenly remembered, she had to be there early tonight as the Boss, Charlie wanted a word with her.
“Fuck” she moaned as she threw back the bed clothes. She knew that Charlie wasn’t happy with her. She had already had 2 warnings. The problem was, she was too nice and she absolutely hated the job. But it was money. She was saving up for her College Degree fees as she didn’t’ want a huge ‘Student Debt’ hanging over her for years. She made good money here but when the customer wanted a little more, she was supposed to deliver but wasn’t.
She sighed to herself, wondering what Charlie would say to her this time. She took off her silk nightie and got in the shower. She loved showers. She could relax. She started wondering what might be out there… Beyond the ‘Big Wide World’. She wished some aliens would come and capture her and take her away from this place. That is what she was planning on studying at College: Science. She was fascinated by it. She’d read all the ‘Horrible Science’ books when she was younger and had quite a collection of readable material.
She turned the shower off and got out. She dried herself whilst deciding that she would let her hair dry naturally. Normally she would straighten it and she knew it wouldn’t please Charlie that she hadn’t bothered with it. For some reason, customers seemed to like polker straight hair on the strippers. She brushed her teeth and hap-hazardly applied her make-up. She didn’t see the point in making an effort. She figured Charlie was going to sack her. In a way, she was glad if this was his intention. She’d be out of there. Maybe she would get a cleaning job or work in a clothes shop.. Who knew. She dressed in a short, black PVC skirt and bra top with matching 5 inch stiletto heels (her uniform). Grabbed her door keys, car keys, bag, locked up and left.