Snippet #11856

"Missy you slut! How many times I told you not to go creeping round with those... "Buisness type"" Ana shouted as she saw her friend practically having sex with some stranger.

"Girl, shut up. I'm workin'. Go to the dressin' room, I get off in an hour." Missy snaps back, her feiry red hair rushing all over the place and her head turns around to face Ana. "You heard me, get!" The stripper says, but she can't help but smile. Ana is her bestfriend and no matter how much the "fight" and bitch at eachother, they'll always be there for the other.

"Fine you ginger." Ana shouts over the music. She turns to her heels and makes her way through crowd after crowd, behind a violet curtain, and up a hallway. Finally reaching the oak door, Ana doesn't hesitate to walk in. Since she knew everyone there, Ana would be welcomed with open arms and ciggarettes galore. "Hey bitches." Ana teases to the three girls doing their makeup in the room.

After what seemed like only 15 minutes of talking to the girls, the door slams shut from someone else walking in. "Ana!" is followed by a huge hug, squeazing the very life from her body.

"Ohh... k... Mis... can't... BREATHE!" Ana screams as she gasps for air. She spins around as soon as she was released to face her friend. "Damn Missy." She says, rubbing her neck. "I swear everytime I see you, you get stronger and stronger."

"Only to fight off those fuckin' beat necks" The stripper says, twirling her hair around her index finger, laughing as she does so.

"Well hey, can you do me a solid?" The expression on Ana's face turned a little more serious as she says this. "I need cash, now. Is there anyway you can hook me up?"

"Honey, Max has been waiting for you forever. He'll be thrilled when I tell him little Ana wants to shake her ass on his stage!" Missy replies, laughing then hugging her bestfriend again.