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had completed three of her turns on stage. The cash kept rolling in. It seemed as if the men couldn’t get enough of her. When she came out for her fourth and final dance of the night, she laid down, rested one thigh high booted foot on her bent knee, arched her back allowing the light to shine from beneath her, while her head was bent back with just the crown on the floor. The scene was highly sexualized and very erotic. The dark background, fog from the mist machine and well placed spotlights all added to the sexual appeal of her movements. Reactions from the crowd were outlandish. Megan had been correct, the more they drank, the more they paid her. When she had finished, they were yelling her name for more. Security had to intervene on one occasion when a man in his late twenties tried to push his way to the stage.
    Walking out with the same strut in her stride that she walked in with, she was smiling to herself.
    “I have to count all of this. This is completely insane.” She told Megan.
    “I know who to hit up if I need to borrow money.” Megan said playfully.
    “Sadly, no matter how much is here, it will probably all be gone after paying my bills that are due. Rent, my cellphone before they shut it off, electric, seems like I’ll never get ahead.” Priscilla admitted.
    “You know you will. I guarantee you that this wasn’t a one night stand in terms of cash flow. Those fools loved you. I think you should consider working bottle service between sets. You would make bank. Same rules apply, no touching and whatnot, just sit there and talk or listen to what they have to say. They pay more for the bottle so it doesn’t seem they are paying for your time. You make a percentage of that and whatever tips they give you.” Megan suggested.
    “I don’t know if I’m comfortable with that.” She told her friend.
    “Get used to this first. It was only a suggestion.” The other girl smiled at her.
    After counting all of the money, she had just under seventeen hundred dollars. She couldn’t breathe. When was the last time she actually had that much money in her hands at once? It had to have been right after she moved. Now, here she was holding it all and she had earned it in one night. As she cleaned up her portion of the mess that had taken over the dressing room, she couldn’t wait until morning to pay that ignorant man she called a landlord. Plus, she knew she had enough to take a cab home.
    Yvette came around the corner as Priscilla was grabbing her bag from the locker. “You think you are going to come in here all high and mighty like you own the place? Let me tell you sister, it doesn’t work that way. There are some of us that have been here a long damn time. You earn the respect.” She almost spit at Priscilla.
    “I don’t want any trouble with you, I don’t think I own the place and I sure as hell am not high and mighty. What is your problem? They asked me to dance and that’s what I did.” Priscilla retorted. She did not want to get into a fight on her very first night. While she made her rent, she could work a few nights and get a little saved up.
    “Yvette, what in the hell are you doing?” Nina snapped. Neither woman had seen her walk in.
    Rolling her eyes, Yvette picked up her things and started for the rear door.
    “No, you aren’t leaving yet. We have something to discuss. Since you chose to involve Ms. Barnes, we will do so right here.” Nina was angry.
    Priscilla could see that this was not entirely about her which made her uncomfortable. The older woman was livid and it showed through her expression and her movements.
    “What is it, Nina?” Yvette said. “I have to go. My babysitter will only stay so long and I’m not paying extra.”
    “I don’t want you to run late, but I’m going to tell you, one more outburst towards any other girl or even myself, and you are out the door. Permanently.” Nina spoke evenly but firmly.
    “Are you threatening me? This place isn’t that great