Really bad

Sitting across from Luraine, her stern gaze fixed on Natalie and me, my heart pounded in my chest like a wild drum. Luraine’s icy words rang out in the room, making my stomach sink.

“Mark spoke to me on your behalf,” she started, a hint of bitterness coloring her voice, "but it wasn’t enough. The damage is done. The only thing it changed my mind on was that Jasmine had not been apart of it and stopped it when she did find out."

Mark had vouched for us, going to bat for Natalie in a way I hadn't expected. But it seemed his efforts had only mitigated the situation slightly, not erased it.

“Natalie,” Luraine turned her steely gaze towards her, “you're facing charges. Legal proceedings will start soon. And you, Jasmine,” her eyes locked onto mine, “you're fired. Effective immediately. You may have stopped it, but she was only able to do it because of the access she had from you working here."

The harsh finality of her words left us stunned. Natalie and I exchanged a glance, the gravity of our situation hitting us both hard. We were in trouble.

In the following days, Natalie set me up to continue her OnlyFans account before being booked and then Bailed out, how ever due to the nature of her crime being computer based the judge ordered Natalie to not have access to a computer until everything was settled, Natalie's Lawyer said it was just bad luck, this Judge was up for reelection and one of the hot button issues was 'cyber crime'.

Mark was adamant about standing as a character witness at Natalie’s trial. Despite everything, I was grateful for his unwavering support.

But even with the OnlyFans income, it was tough. I felt like I was doing a pretty good job and some of her fans loved me but the money was way less than what Natalie was able to bring in, they wanted her and I just wasn't. Natalie's legal fees were astronomical and all her savings were being siphoned off towards her defense. We were struggling to keep our heads above water.

One day, Mark suggested I try stripping again, he had been going back to Leo's club, exploring his idea of self, discovering he was Bi but still preferred feminine atheistic, they had an opening and according to the new girl, mark over herd gushing about it, they were making hand over fist. Reluctantly, I agreed, **** to keep us afloat.

Walking into the club for my first shift, my heart pounded with a mix of anxiety and determination. The last thing I expected was to see Lissy there. Working at the same club, she looked surprised but happy to see me. She must have been the new girl Mark was talking about.

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