Perhaps just for a while.

Jack worked out with Vixxen when he could, however he had moved from the narcotics division to working in cooperation with the DEA. He spent weeks at a time down on the border and in Mexico, and saw Vixxen less and less often.

Things were going well at the strip club, Vixxen was back in her groove and was swimming in money at the end of her work week. Unfortunately she did most of the swimming alone.

She was comfortable once again with making contact with men, and had started to enjoy her job again. Making men think she would fuck them if they gave her just a little more money was a learned skill, and it really helped to enjoy the work as well. A lot of strippers could only dance when drunk or high, but Vixxen could do the job clean. It helped to keep her healthy.

Vixxen’s body was finally back into what she considered good shape. She was again at a low level of body fat, and her curves were again based on muscle and not fat, and she loved it.

Absent the monthly burden of three mortgage payments, Vixxen was again flush with cash and felling better about her future. She could again afford the expensive foods she wanted to eat, and she started to rebuild her wardrobe.

Jack was always kind, always touched her softly, and she never felt safer than beside him, but there were problems. The sex was less frequent, mainly due to them not being around each other as much. And also they didn't like each other's jobs very much.

Jack understood that his career arc was limited while living with a woman who was considered a sex worker. His superiors and most cops viewed dancers as prostitutes, and the dance clubs as dens of prostitution and **** usage. He didn't like her being around prostitutes, and he didn't ever want her to become one.

Vixxen didn't know how to do anything else, and did not like what Jack did for a living either. He was involved in violent altercations at times, and it scared her to think he might be killed while doing his job.

This wasn't a source of arguments normally, as they really didn't fight. But it was the cause of a lot of bad conversation, and was starting to drive a wedge between them.

After one shift on a Saturday night when Jack was down by the border, Vixxen asked off until the next weekend and drove down to the border town where Jack was working. He had spoken of having her come visit when he knew he would be on the US side of the border, so she knew it was possible and she wanted to surprise him.

Vixxen had become friendly with some of his police officer friends, and when she asked, one of them told her where he was staying. A few cops he knew frequented her club and had even spent time with Vixxen in a VIP booth.

Those few knew a bit more about her body than some friends would want their buddies knowing about their girlfriends. They had seen her all but naked, and there had been some touching. It wasn’t something she spoke of to Jake, he might not take it well.

She made herself up and dressed very well to surprise him. As she headed to the room she got a few whistles and cat calls, and was twice asked how long she was working, and how much for the night. She knew what they meant.