My First Time Out Part 3

"No worries Shayna. With your body and looks, you could have your pick of anyone," praised Jimmy.

"Thank you sweets," she said graciously.

Shayna got out of the limo and walked towards the line at the front door of the Club. People were watching her like she was the Queen of England, but her outfit and makeup made her more like the Hooker of Amsterdam. She finally approached the door checker and bouncer after waiting in line for 10 minutes. It was 8:58 PM when she handed the free pass to the checker.

"Aaaaaaah, Miss Shayna! You're even more pristine than Sir Dominique described you," approved the checker.

"Thank you sir," she said.

Shayna knew she had met the approval of the bouncer when he offered his arm to her.

"Right this way," the bouncer said gruffly.

"K," she said.

When the bouncer and Shayna were on the elevator, she was getting ready to light a cigarette.

"Sir Dominique doesn't allow anyone to smoke on the elevator," warned the bouncer.

"Too bad, I am not just ANYONE," claimed Shayna.

The bouncer then muttered something to himself.

"What did you say, she asked?"

In a loud tone the bouncer repeated, "I saaaaaaaaid, if you don't shape up your attitude, you'll be on your skinny ass in the street!"

Shayna took a long drag from her thin cigarette as the elevator door opened. She was only seconds away from presenting herself to him. The bouncer opened the heavy wooden door to Sir Dominique's office. She stepped into the office and noticed it was an exact replica of the club downstairs, only one-tenth the size.

Sir Dom, wearing tight black leather pants and an open leather vest without a shirt walked up to her slowly.

Sir Dom had fire in his eyes and said, "I saw you on the cameras disobeying House Rules. Smoking on the elevator."

Shayna took a deep drag off the cigarette then blew out the smoke directly into his face and said, "You created me."