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clothes. What to remove next? I quickly unbuttoned the first two buttons on my shirt then a better idea struck. Looking down, I reached for my socks.
    Personally, I would rather head back to the dressing rooms and crawl into Meat's wardrobe and hide. Even as the men standing at the edge of the stage beckoned me closer, I made sure to stay out of arm's reach. No way were they sticking their dirty paws in my undies. I had no idea how Meat tolerated such night after night, but maybe men saw the whole donation business differently than women. Less persnickety when it came to cleanliness and hygiene matters.
    I spun around and caught a glimpse of the stage manager. He frantically motioned for me to take off the rest of my clothes. I rolled my eyes. That was the last thing I wanted to do, equivalent to waving a raw steak at a den of hyenas.
    Grumbling, I unbuttoned a couple more shirt buttons, which gave the group a glimpse of my bra.
    "Holy shit. She's got one of those little girl bras on, too!"
    The talkative guy needed some dental help and fast. His black teeth didn't appear healthy or appealing, and I sure as heck didn't want to get close enough to smell.
    What is it that Meat told me?Just picture the audience in their underwear? Ewwwww. I so didn't think so. That image alone would make my therapist a whole lot richer.
    Distracted, I stepped a bit too close to the front of the stage. A sweaty hand grabbed my skirt; the other caught hold of my shirt and pulled hard. The material gave way, leaving me naked except my underwear.
    Yikes! I scurried up and back. Where were those bouncers when you needed them? Oh, yeah. There they are, watching the show with the rest of the drooling mob. Good grief.
    Finally, I maneuvered back on the stage, edging ever so slowly toward the exit. Enough was enough. If Meat hadn't tracked his target after this amount of time, then he'd just have to try something else.
    The music stopped, and I fled, running down the first corridor I could find, slamming through the end door. A couple of beats passed before I realized I zigged when I should have zagged, which landed me not in the dressing room as I planned, but outside the back door of the club. Swiftly, I spun, pulled on the handle, and pounded to get back inside. Too dang cold to stand outside in next to nothing.
    A few curses later, when the door stubbornly remained firmly shut, I sucked in my pride, turned, and started around to the front of the building. I didn't have any money stashed in my undies to pay the cover charge, but maybe Melvin the Mountain would take pity on me. An ironic thought raced through my mind. If I had let those men tip, then I would have more than enough to get back inside. Some days it simply doesn't pay to get out of bed.
    "Not so fast."
    I glanced up to see two uniformed cops blocking my path. "Oh, excuse me." I tried to push past them, to no avail.
    One blocked my way, catching my arm.
    "Hold it a minute. We need to speak to you," the taller, dark haired one said. He released me, resting his hands on his large belt.
    "Huh?" What did I do? Was it Meat? Had something bad happened?
    The shorter blond must have read my face. "Nothing bad. We just have a couple questions for you."
    "Oh."
    "Do you have a license to strip?"
    I blinked up at them. "You need a license?" Funny, Meat never mentioned anything about that.
    "That answers that question. Now, do you work here?" The tall one pushed forward.
    "Ummmm. No. I was told… well, it's amateur night, you see." What was I to say? Meat asked me to dance so he could catch a bad guy?
    "I see." The shorter one walked behind me, grabbing one arm, pulling his handcuffs out at the same time.
    I tugged and struggled. "Wait! You don't understand."
    A bright light and camera appeared. "I'm filming this for Life of a Cop ." The cameraman glanced at me briefly before aiming his video tool directly my way.
    Sure, I told him to go away and turn the camera off, but I guess once you are in