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She’d learned her lesson

Don’t trustbreak and when a pretty girl was broke, friendless and alone in Reno, al off her clothes

She’d chosen to take hers off on stage wearing feathers and a ten-pound headdress, with twenty other woirl who only danced the early shows and not a principal, she only had to strip down to the equivalent of a sequined bikini

It wasn’t Broadway

But dance wasn’t her passion anyured that evened out

As she strutted along the edge of the stage, her gaze skimmed the audience with disinterested eyes She couldn’t see past the front row, and h for up close and personal were card-carrying members of the pervert posse

She found herin place while the principals gracefullytheir topless bodies backward as the swings rose to sweep out over the crowd Catcalls rang over the applause as the wos

One of the perverts ju aith just a handful of plastic flowers The dancers didn’t h their still-kicking legs to grab the guy and haul hie

Lara barely resisted rolling her eyes as the security ed the idiot away Then a ht her eye

Her gaze shifted to the left

Oh, my A little breathless, and not from the dance steps, her smile dimmed a little

He was gorgeous

Dark, intense and erateful that the sequins of her bra kept her nipples fro

He was big Big enough to loouys in the seats around him

He was sexy The kind of sexy that made her knees weak and her tummy shake The kind of sexy that , just for one taste

But she’d learned the hard way that every bite, nibble or lick cost a girl And there was nothing she illing to pay anyood

Dance, she told herself

Focus on the dance

Next to her, Christi put in enough extra shi in circles Lara was i the late show, the statuesque blonde had a gift for swinging her pasties, but the costume top was a lot heavier than a tiny flap of fabric and a few dangling glitters