Oona’s Dancing Days

Club Kampai

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Yes, Oona was a dancer…for all of an hour. Oona decided to go to one of her favorite clubs, Club Kampai. It’s a newer club that came onto the SL scene about a month to two

ago. A friend told her about it and that it had great dancing music. So she checked it out one night and she had a blast. Its one of those clubs that plays hip hop/rap style music. They play other things, but that mostly. Oona just loves to dance so it’s perfect for her. She discovered fast that is was the type of place to go to have a little flirt on the dance floor, be sexy and if you want, watch a few beautiful dancers all at the same time. So, one evening she decided to take off and check out what was going on at Kampai. She walked onto the dance floor and started dancing. The manager was there with a few other people. Everyone is SO inviting there and always ready to welcome everyone. I asked the manager how he was doing today. He replied with a sad story of his RL experience for the day and how his body was aching and such things. Oona stepped right up on that one. “Oh, so sorry to here that, well you’re looking good now baby!” He liked that and the banter started from there. He is an excellent flirt and I’m sure that is intentional to keep the ladies coming back, but Oona just went right along with it. I’m sure you have heard me say this before; Oona is sassy and a wild child at hart. She loves a good flirt session. So the purring and the meow gestures started, then he found Oona’s spanker…it was a good old time. All in good fun! By the end of the evening, he had offered friendship and was asking if I ever..Oona ever had thought about dancing. Why yes she had. In the very beginning when I was looking for a way to make some cash, I thought that might be good. Before I knew it I was having my first SL interview and they took me on that day as a dancer. They showed me the pole and how to use it and told me about talking to the customers, bla, bla, bla. I knew that I was going to be a pro, I had the talking down pat and the rest was just animation. So I stayed for about an hour with the manager and his wife. They showed me the ropes and then I was done. Nothing to it, right? Well, not that easy. I left to meet a good friend and told him about my new job. He was not too happy. He reminded me that Oona was a lady and she deserved a better job. “Did I want to give her a bad name at such a young age?” he explained to me. Hmmmmm, he got me thinking. He also reminded me that I was going to be going down a path of certain jobs that I might not like. I thought about it, he was right; I wanted something a little different for Oona. Not that dancers are bad people and their jobs are bad. I think they are all wonderful and I have no problem with what they are doing. Who knows, maybe some day you will see Oona on a pole, right now it’s not for her. I think maybe I would like to own a shop. Maybe she could get a hostess job, who knows. I’m still searching for Oona. She has MAD skills talking to people, and she attracts a lot of attention. So if you know anything she can do that does not involve having sex or dancing nude, let me know.