"You're up kid" I hear the stage manager say. with anxiety pooling in my stomach I shakily make my way onto the stage. i hear wolf whistles and cat calls. I clear my mind and go to the center of the stage as the music starts to play. I decide not to use a mic and start singing. "I'm on my 14 carats I'm 14 carat Doing it up like Midas, mhm Now you say I got a touch So good, so good Make you never wanna leave So don't, so don't Gonna wear that dress you like, skin-tight Do my hair up real, real nice And syncopate my skin to your heart beating 'Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh Let me show you how proud I am to be yours Leave this dress a mess on the floor And still look good for you, good for you, uh-huh I'm on my marquise diamonds I'm a marquise diamond Could even make that Tiffany jealous, mhm You say I give it to you hard So bad, so bad Make you never wanna leave I won't, I won't" I start to sway my hips and by the time I reach the chorus I'm dancing like I've been born dancing. I do a turn and look over my shoulder and wink to the crowd before I see someone that caught my eye. I continue singing and when our eyes meet I decide I want him to see that he wants me. I want to make him want me. This time he won't be about to look away. Vic I want Vic to need me, so I up the ante and do something I've never done before. I... ___ This is something I've been having in my mind to do for a long time and I hope you like this story. Warnings: triggers, violence, drinking, explicit content, gay content, and cross dressing.