The only kind people get, the hard kind.

Vixxen left, made it home, and took a very long shower. Nikki asked how it went, and Vixxen didn't answer. But Nikki knew, her dancer friend told her what the manager was going to do to her. Nikki didn't know if Vixxen would do it or hit the guy and get kicked out. Given her silence, she had no doubt.

Vixxen had fucked a stranger to help both of them. Nikki struggled with that knowledge.

Later Nikki drank with Vixxen, and that night she had Vixxen sleep in her bed with her and held her as she slept. She knew what Vixxen had just done for them, and didn't know how to help.

"I am sorry Vixxen," Nikki said while holding her friend, "This will not last for us, it is just a season, but this is how we will keep gas in our cars and food in the fridge, and we don't have to do this for too long I think." Nikki saw some money on the counter, a couple of hundred dollar bills. She knew they needed it, she knew how Vixxen had earned it. She hated that they couldn’t burn it.

She laid her head on Vixxen's shoulder as Vixxen started to cry, and Nikki cried with her.

The next night Vixxen was stripping for money, on Friday Nikki started serving drinks. Vixxen worked three or four nights and one afternoon, Nikki generally only worked on Friday and Saturday nights.

The money was staggering, Nikki made better money than she would have thought just working two nights, but Vixxen was making a fucking killing taking off her clothing for money.

James, the manager of the club made Vixxen suck his cock every time she worked a shift and pushed for more all the time, it was never enough for him. Very quickly into Vixxen's time at his club, he had her over at his house from time to time, and he would fuck her and on several occasions share her with his friends.

She was the life of the party, built like a porn star and not educated enough to know that he couldn’t just order her to do it.

This part of this new life was far from enjoyable for Vixxen. As much as she liked sex, this was far from how she enjoyed it.

She got pretty good on the pole, and at first she struggled with how men would fall for her and give her their mortgage payment for a private dance. But in time she got over any doubts she had.

They sexually objectified her, she would do the same financially to them. Fair was fair.

But the money was good, it was very good. In the position Vixxen and Nikki were in, Vixxen felt she had ****. Not yet at least.