Regularly

Nadia danced. A spotlight. It was what Alice loved. She live-streamed shows online and stripped at The Black Star. Nadia got it now. The looks on the faces. Sad men temporarily relieved of their pain. Nadia had done that.

”Nadia… You are a real natural…” Sasha smiled.

“Yeah if you could dance regularly for us — it could bring in a lot of customers,” Jackson said, “of course we would increase your paycheck…”

It was a lot. Nadia looked at both of them. The adrenaline racing after a strip show. She was in one of those silk robes. Underneath she was bare breasted — after tossing her bra across the room. She blushed with a silly smile — she didn’t even know she had that in her.

”O-Okay… I’ll do it,” Nadia said.

Nadia was at home. Watching more videos about letting go. It was always worse thinking about Alice when she was alone. All her thoughts came out to **** her.

RING! RING! RI— Nadia picked up her phone.

“Hey Nadia —“ Neera said.

”N-Neera? Hi…” Nadia said, surprised.

”Can we meet?” She said, strained.