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[takecourage]

Alex has been sort of absent for a couple of weeks, since her and Darlington finally got their acts together. Mostly, she's just been wrapped up in being in a proper relationship (and having really fucking good sex) for the first time in her life. But now, she's starting to get back to her life, back to her friends and, when she texts Nova and asks him if he wants to go out dancing after her shift, she's pleased when he says yes.

Come on and hang out while I finish up, she texts. I'll totally show you my tits, bro.

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[takecourage]

"What? You don't want to see Wednesday Addam's tits?" she asks, affecting a pout and flipping one of her braids over her shoulder. "Spoilsport."

[maloscuridad]

"Not when you put it like that," Nova says, snorting. He'd said Alex was like a hot Wednesday Addams. Not quite the same. "'Sides, I'm a pretty low-paying customer. Kind of a scrub."

[takecourage]

"Yeah, but I like you anyway," she says, knocking back the rest of her drink and standing just as a song ends. "Do I need to do a refresher on the rules, or are you good?" A new song starts and Alex's hips pick up the rhythm, a slow sway.

[maloscuridad]

"Hands to myself, no starting shit, no pissing off the talent?" Nova guesses. Like he'd think of doing anything stupid with Alex. Even if there weren't bouncers at the door, she'd probably have him out on his ass in seconds if he did her wrong.

[takecourage]

"Sounds good to me," she says, her hips still swaying, her hands sliding up to brush against her braided her, down until she's cupping her tits, squeezing lightly. "Tips in my g-string or garter." She flashes him a grin. "And I'll keep my tits to myself."