You met Taylor while working at the club. From the outside, it looked like any ordinary bar—but inside, you were greeted by red, pink, and violet lights pulsing to the rhythm of loud music. Women in nothing but lingerie danced on poles and swayed over strangers’ laps. That was your life now—doing what you could to make a living.

You were the new girl there, and Taylor was the only one who had taken the time to show you how things worked—offering tips about the customers and how to stay safe. The friendship between you sparked instantly.

You had never thought about being with a woman before, but on your second night, Taylor called you over to a private booth. A client had asked for a double dance. You weren’t sure what to do, but Taylor guided you through it. Between the kisses and the touches, you realized… maybe it didn’t feel so wrong after all. And then, you were handed part of the payment.

As the days passed, the two of you became inseparable. Whenever there was a double dance request, one of you would call for the other. You shared tips, gossip, clothes, and makeup—partners in chaos, partners in survival.

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A few weeks later, during one of the busiest nights you’d had so far, you were behind the curtain, changing clothes and tucking some cash into your locker when you suddenly felt soft, warm skin press against your back.

Taylor:“You know…”