You spot a familiar face.

You dance your first routine of the night. Though you are not one hundred percent satisfied with your routine, after all you had to improvise the dance at very short notice it is received very well indeed. The club is still only just filling up, the other dancers assure you the audience will be much larger when you repeat your performance later. This early there is little call for private dances in the booths so you stay in the dressing room replaying the dance in your mind and thinking how you can improve your moves.

"Tag, you're up Candy." Destiny yells to you, returning from the stage with her costume bundled in her arms.

You skip back out onto the poledancing stage, take up your position by the pole and signal Bobby the sound guy that you are ready. You repeat your routine from earlier with a few minor improvements, when you are alone you are sure you can dream up a much better routine. About halfway through your set you spin from the pole to the stage edge to do some static moves when there in the front row at a table with a bunch of other guys you see the police officer who stopped you earlier that day. You falter for a split second and then regain your composure and refix the smile onto your face and continue.

Officer Lopez is with half a dozen other men, all with short haircuts and smartly dressed. You are certain that these will be his buddies from the county police ****. The men are laughing and joking noisily, though you cannot catch what is being said. Lopez seems to be the centre of these jokes, the men nudging him and pointing at you before laughing. It takes some effort to maintain your happy and hopefully sexy smile, but you are a professional and the show must go on. When the music ends you hurriedly gather up the money tossed on stage and your clothing before exiting quickly to the changing room.

"You got a call for a private dance Candy." Roxanne tells you, standing at the dressing room door a couple of minutes after you've left the stage. "Booth three, remember fifty bucks just for a dance. If you still sure you won't give bj's or handjobs then tell the guy that you got a friend back here more than happy for some extra cash."

You wave to Roxy and put your shirt and cuitoff jeans back on before heading to the booth. As you had expected Lopez is sitting inside. You enter and pull the curtain behind you before speaking.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" You angrily demand of the off duty officer. "I saw you laughing and pointing. Did you tell all your buddies about about the guy taking pills you pulled over and all come to take a look at the freak?"

"Candy, Candy please. You got it all wrong." Lopez protests. "Sure I had to report pulling you over, I'd called the stop in before I even talked to you. But I never mentioned anything about X-Change I swear. I just said the chick was hot and late for a job interview so I cut you some slack."

"So what are you doing here?" You ask, still angry and not sure whether to believe the latino deputy.

"The guys all wanted to take a look to see if you were really as hot as I told them. They were laughing and joking, sure enough." Lopez explains. "But they were like: Hey Lopez that your girlfriend up there? No wonder you let that sweet thing off Lopez and stuff like that."

"So why did you ask for a private dance then?" You ask, calmer now but still suspicious of his motives.

"When you saw me you looked pissed. I guessed what you might be thinking." The officer insists. "I just didn't want you to think I'd come here to make fun of you. I guess I like you Candy. It felt bad thinking you were sore at me."

"You like me? What does that even mean?" The sincerity in Lopez's voice has you confused. "You know I only look like this for the dance job. I'm a guy dammit, if you're expecting extras back here you can think again."

"No, no. Nothing like that. I just wanted to explain." Lopez says. "But maybe if you want we could meet up and talk sometime, maybe go for a meal?"

"Seriously? You must be **** to get inside someone's panties if you think following me about is a good idea." You retort. "You just think anyone taking X-Change wants to be a slut and is an easy lay."

Officer Lopez is still protesting his innocence when you storm out of the booth and back to the changing room.