Mack had given me a stage name. 

He said he couldn't have my government name exposed like that. Some men can be real creeps.

The alcohol Lauren gave me had kicked in. My body loosened up and I as much more relaxed.

Mack had me on the floor doing quick lap dances. He knew and I knew that I was nowhere near ready for the stage. I didn't mind, the little lap dances I gave out paid very well. Niggas really paid a hundred dollars to smack my ass.

The heavy platform heels I had on were weighing me down but I was only three hours in to an eight...