The blonde frowned and looked to her feet that were in need of a pedicure. Really, how did she ever get like this? Her eyes reached her pale face and her sunken eyes. The reflection before her was upsetting. She must’ve lost over twenty plus pounds. The curves that she had worked so hard on in those spinning courses she took after long days at work were long gone, replaced with sagging skin and bones. She wasn’t fat nor was she skinny.

**

The following week was full of interviews all across town in Los Angeles for Christina Kennard. She found herself getting denied studio after studio. Being out of the industry for seven years without a legitimate reason for abandoning in the first place, the studios didn’t want to take a chance on her, despite her previous proven track record.

It was an unusually cold in LA this particular night, when Christina found herself searching for shelter. Rounding the next block she saw an illuminating sign that read, “The Planet.” It looked decent from the outside and as she found herself right outside looking in she saw many women smiling and having a good time. She noted that it wasn’t just a café it was a lounge as well as she took in the women holding each other close and slow dancing. So it was lesbian friendly.

“Next time I’m going to kick that Dawn Bimbo’s ass! Shane, you just tell me if she comes around and threatens you again? You hear me?” A dark skinned African American in her mid forties exclaimed with her hands on her hips.

A dark, choppy haired and obviously, lesbian woman in her late twenties snorted back to the woman. “Kit it’s Denbo. Her name is Dawn Denbo and it’s her lover Cindy she should be having a problem with. I mean she said it was okay. She said Dawn said I could have sex with her.”

Not one to cough and demand service, Christina stood there waiting at the counter for them to acknowledge that she was there.

“I am so sorry, baby girl can I help you?” Kit finally noticed someone was besides them and apologized for her lack of customer service. Looking at the frail looking woman in front of her she couldn’t help but to wonder if she was sickly.