Free Stronger With Her by JA Hensley

can spin this, somehow, I have to. He can’t know that I take my clothes off for money. It will ruin my reputation before I get my business off the ground. Think, Steph, what would Erin say?
    I hear the door open and I look up expecting to see Trevor standing there with my money. Unfortunately, it’s another equally big man, but one I don’t want back here.
    “Stephanie, I know it’s you,” he says. I’m going to try and lie my way out of it.
    “I have no idea who you are or how you got back here. My name is Vixen and if you’ll excuse me, I’d like to get dressed,” I say covering my bare breasts.
    “Stop. Just stop this. What are you doing here? You’re a computer genius for fuck’s sake. You don’t need to dance nude for money, especially with what I’m going to be paying you.” He takes a step toward me and I scoot back.
    “Get the fuck OUT OF HERE!” I scream as loud as I can, hoping that Trevor is close by. Fortunately my wish is granted as he barrels into the room.
    “Sir,” Trevor says as he puts a hand on James’ shoulder, “you need to go back out front. Employees only in this area.”
    “I’m not leaving without her,” James says, brushing the hand off his shoulder. Wrong move, James, wrong move.
    In a split second Trevor has James pushed up against the wall and his arm wrenched behind him. “I don’t believe you understood me correctly, sir, but you’re going to have to leave this area,” Trevor says as he pulls James out of the room, closing the door behind them. I jump up to lock the door so no other uninvited guests show up in here. Then I hurry to get my bag and put my clothes on. Now I just have to figure out how to get out of here without dealing with James again because there’s no telling what he’ll do next.
    Once I’m dressed, I pace around the room trying to come up with an escape plan. Most of the time I’d use the back exit, but it’s been closed off because of some construction mess they’ve got going on. I’m sure the fire marshal would shit a brick if he knew about that. Think, Stephanie, think.
    A knock at the door stops me from my laps around the room.
    “It’s Trevor, you can open the door now,” I hear from the other side. I hurry over to let him in.
    “Thanks for showing up when you did. I appreciate the assist,” I say hugging his waist quickly.
    “No problem, you know that’s what I’m here for. Although, I will say that this guy isn’t like the others. Once we got out of here, he calmed down and I got him to talk a little. He says that he knows you and he only wants to make sure you’re okay. Do you know him?”
    I look away in defeat. Might as well come clean with the one guy in this place who has never let me down.
    “Yeah, I know him from my legit work. I just didn’t want anyone from that side of my life to find out about this, you know?” I feel the burn of the tears starting to form.
    “I know you’ve done everything you could to keep this a secret, but it looks like you’re going to have to tell him something,” he says as he pulls me into a hug. “He’s not leaving and he hasn’t really done anything to warrant calling the police to have him removed. I can walk you to your car if you want, but I don’t think you’ll be able to avoid him forever,” Trevor looks down and kisses my forehead. He’s so good to me.
    “I know you’re right. I’m going to have to face the music sooner or later. Might as well be now. Is there a private room available I could use? I don’t want to do this out on the floor or in the parking lot.”
    “I’ll go make sure that number six is open. That way you’re at the end of the hall with total privacy. Give me five minutes and go on in,” he says as he walks back into the club.
    If I’m going to be completely honest, I might as well do it as Stephanie. I start removing my makeup, false eyelashes, contacts and wig, returning my appearance to my “regular” self.
    Ten minutes later I’m