Stripper

She could feel the audience’s eyes on her, on her body. They only cared about her body and what she was going to do with it.

Her palms felt sweaty as they wrapped around the pole, ready to begin her routine. She was just another stripper to them. They didn’t know or care that she had a job, a career, they just wanted to see her tits and ass.

Unless… Someone she worked with, one of her customers was in the audience. That slim risk added to her nerves and also to her growing embarrassment at all the eyes on her.

And it brought her back to dance, night after night.