I know you're as shocked as me. I've started writing more Wendi stuff again. It goes in fits and spurts. Sometimes Megan's characters hang out. Other times Wendi's play. Right now, Wendi's are playing. Grin. Enjoy these ten lines from the WIP!
Kaia sighed. “Would be nice to date a guy who wasn’t a controlling asshole or freaked out by what I did for a living. Talk to you when my set is done.” She strode up the steps and into the small circle. Seven windows surrounded her. She turned the chair around, then hooked one leg over the curved back. Head down, she waited for the spotlight to center on her and the music to blast.
“Time to be sexy.” Kaia flipped her hair over her shoulder and kicked her leg out high to the music, giving the clients a generous view of her thong panties. By one thirty in the morning, most of the clients just wanted to see boobs and bare ass. They didn’t give a shit if the music repeated or the light got stuck. If she showed skin, they paid up.