Karl stood there in the doorway to his dressing room not sure that he could go through with it after all as he was called to the stage.
It was hard going from man to woman.
Middle management to prostitute / stripper in the space of 3 weeks.
nowadays a single day did not pass when he did not regret his actions that night in picking up that prostitute on the street corner who stole his body and life.
Leaving him to do the best with her life that he could.
It was not easy finding a new job with her reputation and even though he had only gone from prostitute to stripper it was better than standing on the street corner in the cold night air waiting for some strange man to pick you up.
As he stepped out onto the stage for the first time in high heels and sexy lingerie trying to remember all the moves he had been practicing as the men whistled and cheered watching him swing around the pole.
He had to admit to himself deep down once he let go of his inhibitions he started to enjoy himself.
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