Slipping into my long satin dress, I was dolled up for another late-night shift.
With my hair blow-dried, nails manicured and sporting a fresh spray tan, I needed to look good under the strip club spotlights.
While I’d relished my shifts dancing at the club since starting in 2006, I just wasn’t feeling it.
Hugging my knees while sat on the floor backstage, I was exhausted.
Taking a moment to myself, I needed to gear myself up for the long night ahead.
Only, my peace and
