Tabula Rasa

The rest of the day was uneventful. Jessica said goodbye to Emma and went out to run a few errands. She checked her phone a couple of times, but never got any messages from John. As the sun started to go down, Jessica knew it was time to go to work.

Jessica got off the Metro at the Armory Ward station. The neighborhood had once been and mess of industrial warehouses and train tracks. In recent years it had been heavily gentrified and was now dotted with converted apartments, art galleries, and night clubs – though there still here some not so nice parts. Places where a girl wouldn’t want to go out alone. Jessica headed straight for her nighttime home.

Tabula Rasa looked like an ordinary industrial warehouse on the outside. Just another large grey block with a sloping roof. A pink Neon sign, and the velvet rope blocking the street door were the only signs as to this building’s true purpose. Jessica towards the front where Chet already stood guard.

The enormous bouncy looks like a sentient ICBM that some not very talented child had scribbled a face on. He was very good at his job. Giving Jessica a polite nod he opened the door for her. Jessica thanked him and entered a new world.

The “Club” was mostly a single huge room in three floors. The bottom floor held the main stages as well as the main bar and seating areas with the changing rooms and kitchen at the back. The upper floor was a large balcony that ringed the club with it’s own smaller stages and numerous side rooms for “private” events. The third floor was just one room that leaned out over the rest of the club. It was accessible only from a private elevator and had a glass walls so that who ever was inside could see everything. That belonged to Harvy Bulger – the owner.

Jessica nodded greeting to a employees as she want towards the changing rooms. The sun was still barely up, and Tabula Rasa wouldn’t open till night, so there weren’t any customers here yet. Jessica had gotten her start in the industry working at more conventional strip clubs, but Tabula Rasa was something different.

The bottom floor was pretty conventional, but the second floor was more specialized. Tabula Rasa offered all kinds of entertainment to it’s guests; provided by it’s well trained girls. Jessica had never been a part of those shows and didn’t know for sure what went on up there, but she had heard hints. Mostly from Emma who was one of the girls trained to work there. Emma said she couldn’t tell Jessica everything because it was confidential, but she always giggled when she said that. Jessica could guess what went on, and didn’t want anything to do with it. Just because she was a stripper didn’t make her a whore. She stayed on the bottom floor and had to settle for less money.

She opened the door into changing rooms and was hit by a wall of noise. Blow dryers, laughter, and the clanging of lockers. The long room had lockers on one side and a floor to ceiling mirror on the other dotted with make up tables poking out of it. There were at least 20 other women here already. Each of them in some stage of either taking off their street cloths, or getting into their costumes. That was another thing about Tabula Rasa. Most of the girls who worked here were required to adopt some persona and nickname to use. Usually accompanied by some sort of sexy costume.

Jessica said hi to a few friends and went over to the large locker she shared with three other girls. Inside hung four costumes.

The first was a “Cop” uniform: black latex spandex that left the wearers ass cheeks mostly exposed. Black boots with fake buckles, so they could be taken off easier. Black fishnet stocking, and a blue uniform vest that wouldn’t cover much besides the tits thought it did have a little badge on it. A white belt with a fake plastic night stick through it and a little police officer hat. The name tag read: Kity

The second was a schoolgirl uniform that would not have been allowed at any school in the country: Tiny white G-string with a blue and white plaid mini-mini-skirt, white heels, a equally small white blouse, neck tie, and matching white lingerie bra. “Baby one more time”, Jessica thought as she looked at it. The name tag read: Gigi

The third was a bunny girl outfit: pink heels, pink fishnet stocking, pink G-string, under white spandex booty shorts with a white fluffy bunny tail on the back. A pink sheer top that left everything exposed besides her nipples and white fluffy bunny ears. The name tag read: Lola

The final costume was a bunny costume, the same as the third except it was black and blue instead of white and pink. That was Emma’s costume. The name tag read: Ditzy