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    The club has turned into a riot. Money is being thrown on the stage by men and women alike and the hoots and hollers nearly overpower the music.

    My body keeps moving as I ignore them like I normally do, then my eyes focused on a blonde woman sitting beside Marina. She’s the only person in the entire room that’s actually looking at me with admiration rather than lust.

    It’s the first time I ever noticed anything else during my dance. She smiled at me a beautiful smile that reached all the way up to her bright hazel eyes. My heart fluttered and I could have swooned, but I focused on my dance. My body turned in a final shanae turn and I ended with my body back on that chair but this time with me straddling it backwards.

    The crowd went wild. I saw Dana gathering up the tip for me like she always did and giving me a thumbs up. I quickly scanned the rambling crowd for the blonde woman and I saw her standing up and clapping with that same smile on her face. I would have gone into the crowd to find her but I had another dance to get ready for. Either way I really hoped she would stay for it.

    "Well damn you killed it out there honey bunch," Jenny called as I passed her to reach the dressing rooms. Jenny was the owner of the strip club across the street. She and Marina use to own the Planet together as a couple but Jenny insisted that the dancers needed to be completely naked. Marina refused to make us do that, so Jenny opened a fully nude strip joint right across the street. Does it mean Jenny and Marina broke up? Well from the moaning we hear late at night after the bar closes at the very least they’re fucking.

    "I’m not gonna work for you Jenny," I said firmly.

    "Oh come on Bette," Jenny insisted, "you’re the best dancer in this place and you have the most beautiful body. I could pay you double what Marina is."

    "I’m not dancing in the nude," I scoffed.

    "Why not? You were up there with that skin tone leotard and nothing else," Jenny said. "When that water soaked you I could see your nipples and pubic hair right through it. How’s that any different?"

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