<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/67/48741167a506332b94559bc28ab571a7.jpg)</div><strong>Tara Robinson/Rave</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1o3X2QIlovjgMJnXUe8RYlZNIkGTWTFr9wRUhckPBuAk/edit)<br/><br/>Rave stood in her cage in the darkness, holding a sassy pose, hand on hip, back straight, chest thrust out.  Imagining her profile, the dancer blushed a little.  The tiny bikini she wore was both flesh toned and programed to...<br/><br/>The music started and the beat washed away all hints of embarrassment.  The floor opened above her and the mist poured down around her.  A soft whirr marked the hydraulics raising her cage up out of the basement.  From the dark corner she could see the strobing lights and flashing lasers and gyrating bodies of customers on the dance floor.  Her heart seemed to match the pounding of the base as her cage was raised above the head level of the dancers.<br/><br/>A new verse.<br/><br/>A flare of lasers drew attention to the darkest corner of the club.  There they would see a luminous silhouette of a seemingly nude girl, outline made slightly hazy by the mist.  She was a sensual ghost of blue-white light clad in only her amethyst hair.<br/><br/>Rave's dance began as she twisted out of the sassy pose, straight into a break dancing spiral, purple hair spinning all around her body as she twirled around a pole, sometimes stripper style, others rolling over her shoulders and spinning on her back.<br/><br/>The music took control.  Rave danced away from the poll, gyrating body dancing flawlessly around the cage.  Somewhere in all the sets a paralytically angry song had her grabbing the cage bars and bouncing around in animalistic rage.<br/><br/>Rave's final set ended with her sliding to her knees, now crimson hair falling across a body who’s illumination had gone rosy.  Her breasts heaved as she was lowered beneath the mist and down into the baseement.<br/><br/><em>"Hey girl, just got done here. Your shift wrapping up soon? Thought we might pick up a soy-pizza for dinnerfast. Check out my new vids when you get a chance, k? Love you!" </em><br/><br/>Crimson hair went purple and rave grinned at the familiar voice.  She giggled a little.<em>“Goddess, Switch, you should see what they had me wearing tonight...  You'd be proud.  I'd love some 'za.  Let me catch a shower and I'll join you there, sweetie.”  </em><br/><br/>