Chapter 9. Bedroom Eyes

Aubrianne Ivanov

Energy surges through me, my hands hold some of my weight, and the pole has the rest as I drop my legs backward.

On stage, I continued a buildup of torturous teasing to lead up to the big finale. Showing off my skill on the pole, I stretched my hand, aimed higher up the stripper pole, and pulled myself up the pole again. My legs now extend downwards like I am almost standing in the air.

However, I make it look effortless, but believe me, it is not. I am holding myself up with my hands, my body flexing sexily, walking in the air, and striking a few poses.

I have acquired a newfound respect for dancers. It took me months to perfect my moves and skills on the stripper pole. When I started, I never even dared to venture up on the Stripper pole as I had no upper body strength and did not know where or how to begin.

I would stay on the ground and give lap dances, and the pole tricks came six months later, after hours and hour