With only a fistful of dollars but armed with the face of an angel, a kick like a horse, and a very tight right hook, Chloe travelled the distance from her rural beginnings and entered the bustling mini-metropolis known as the Gold Coast.
The lights and sounds of sea-side city life thrilled her from the first moment even though she spent her first night roughing it in a Surfers Paradise backpacker hotel, entombed with four other girls who could hardly speak a word of English. She drew strength from her memories of her parents and three older brothers and dreamed of success somewhere in the rhythm of this fast-paced city.
It wasn’t long before the call of something bigger than she ever thought possible had her answering an advertisement that simply stated “Dancer Wanted”. Down to her last $20, Chloe hopped on a bus and made her way to an audition thinking the gig was probably for gogo dancers. She could handle that, with her couple of years once a week jazz ballet classes she knew she could perform a classy leg raise, or well-timed pirouette to perfection.
She made her move, entering the flow of the pulsing music, timing each step to the beat and co-ordinating the gyration of her hips to the sway of her body and the tossing of her long blonde hair. As she warmed up, she began a classy and sophisticated reveal, peeling away layer by layer of clothing, slithering away her studded belt, removing her cut-off jeans and sleeveless plaid blouse with elegance and erotic fascination.
The music turned off when she had her fingers hooked into the straps of her lace G-string, ready to remove that final piece of lingerie to stand fully nude before the choreographer. She was immediately hired for the job of a lifetime, working as one of the primary dance strippers at the Gold Coast’s hottest strip club, The Manhattan Club Showgirls Strip Venue.
The terror Chloe felt at the audition was nothing to the adrenaline that surged through her the night of her first on-stage performance, but as before, she drew on her talent and beauty, the strength of her small-town up-brining, and stepped on stage electrifying the audience with her very first moves. A star was born.
From that moment onwards large groups of males came to see her night after night, revelling at her gorgeous body, angelic face and moves so lustful the club was repeatedly filled to capacity. She earned $750 more on her first night, than what she was paid for a fortnight’s worth of work back home.