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</div></div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Stuart's words touched her more than she would've thought. He seemed to be the only person who truly seemed to still see her as a person, and not just treat her like garbage or as if she'd given up on life because she chose such a profession. For once, nobody was prying into why she would 'degrade' herself, he just accepted it and he seemed to accept her. "Well thank you, it means a lot to me. You know how long I've had to struggle with those narrow minded assholes? Too long. It's just... well it's nice to have someone around that can still see me, not what I choose to do as if they can control me." Maybe that was it, maybe she was just fighting their control. Either way, she felt empowered and she got paid well, what was wrong with that? She was safe, for the most part.<br/>
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Again, Stuart surprised her. Well, she knew he was a good upstanding guy but she didn't realize how truly genuine he was, and it warmed her heart. "It would mean a lot that we don't have to hurl our expensive stilettos at some loud or handsy customer." She agreed softly, offering him a genuine smirk. "Not a bad gig at all, besides, you get free shows. That's more than most." Somehow, she couldn't stop herself from saying it, even if he didn't seem like the guy to do that kinda thing. No, he seemed far more... honorable. It almost seemed to sweet to be true. Someone wanting to protect dancers, hell, most people just liked to take hits at them or bribe them into bed. It was hard to imagine someone wanted to be there to keep them safe; which was sad in itself.<br/>
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As he told her briefly of his experience, the female nodded slowly, "It's sad to see so many die for no good reason. They're serving their country, but... To lose your life? It's crazy. I wish the world was a more peaceful place." A sad smile graced her lips as she eyed him. "Oh never, trust me. I'll make sure they pay, even if I have to beat them with a two by four. They know not to fuck with me when it comes to money." The brunette offered a genuine smile; she used to love play fighting with her brothers, and thankfully they still managed to every now and then. It seemed that the bond of siblings won over, until her life was exposed. Lana was worried it may all change, only time would tell.<br/>
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As Stuart reminded her of her time with him when she was younger, the woman genuinely blushed, laughing off his comment. "Not yet, I wish I was in school but my parents ran into some issues. I ended up having to help them out working two jobs. As soon as I can, I'm out of here and into a city where I can study nursing. It's been a dream really, I just hope I get the time soon." Lana didn't miss the way he smiled; he'd enjoyed those times as much as she had. The female also noticed how.. handsome he was. How defined he'd become. "It's a shame I stopped riding, to be honest." The female snickered playfully, "Any time you want me on your back, just yell." Of course, she was teasing him.<br/>
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Again, he complimented her and truly made her feel at ease. Why did he have to disappear the way he had? "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind. And well, that means a lot. You're certainly... far more enticing than you were before. I'll see you later, goodnight." The female watched him leave, admiring his physique. He looked in great shape, which had her nibbling on her lower lip subconsciously. With a huff, the female finally pulled herself away from a daydream to lock up and head back home. She had a shift tomorrow night, and she needed to make sure she was well rested. The past few days had been awful sleep, Lana just prayed she'd sleep well that night.<br/>
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The next evening, Lana had prepared for her shift. She'd arrived at the club early, as per usual. The female was in the dressing room, having changed in her <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimg.etsystatic.com%2Fil%2Fb65b09%2F1071370817%2Fil_570xN.1071370817_fhmn.jpg%3Fversion%3D0&amp;hash=56baa4638f59895e45e38d1afc25277d" href="https://img.etsystatic.com/il/b65b09/1071370817/il_570xN.1071370817_fhmn.jpg?version=0" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">outfit</a> for the night. A part of her felt concerned that maybe... just maybe, someone would be there to cause problems for her. Thankfully, she'd avoided her brothers and had managed to get to work without bumping into anyone she knew. Lana just hoped that remained the case. <br/>
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After thirty minutes of talking with her co workers and ordering some soft drinks, Lana finally made her way out to the center stage as the music began to flow. Most customers would be arriving in at least thirty minutes, so it gave her time to dance and warm up. Every shift for her began with a dance along the pole for a good ten to twenty minutes, making sure her body was limber and ready. That was exactly what she started to do, raising herself up with a graceful, slow movement before curling her thighs around the pole and leaning her body back along it, there was a moment where her soft mounds may have tried to escape her outfit, not that she minded. <br/>
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Soon enough the customers began to fill in, and her pace was immediately different. Her hips began to shift more, her rear was well displayed and in the spotlight as she bent over at the hip more times than she could count. She knew what most men liked to see, her ass or her breasts. For that moment, her breasts were covered and seemed as if they were going to remain that way.</span>