Free Private Dancer by T.J. Vertigo

street, they have tons of street vendors and it's a bargain hunter's dream."
             "Cor, I heard everything there fell off the back of a truck. I'm not so sure I want "hot" stuff on my body." Too late. It was out of her mouth before she could stop it.
             "I beg to differ. And I'm sure Reece has been called worse."
             "CORI!"
             "Stop blushing like that, my phone is melting." She heard a groan.
             They met at the coffee shop from last night. Faith got there first, grabbed a window booth, and ordered a giant coffee for her friend. Her thoughts drifted immediately to Reece. Walking up the stairs from the subway, Cori saw her friend's dream like stare and the coffee waiting for her and smiled.
             "Large, black, three sugars." The blonde pushed the cup towards the dancer.
             "Oh, bless you, child." She took a large swallow of the brew. The blissful expression on her face was like looking at dope addict getting a fix. Her friend matched her expression. "What's up, Mary Sunshine?"
             "Nothing, can't I enjoy the day?" Her friend gave the eyebrow. "I'm excited about getting a new job and shopping okay?"
             "Uh huh. That's the ‘I can't wait to go shopping' glow if I ever saw it. Oh wait, maybe it's the ‘new job' blush."
             "All right already! I did some thinking about what you said last night." She didn't know where to start.
             "And...."
             "Um, well, I guess I admit to being attracted to Reece. " She blushed again. "While that's all well and good, I don't think I know how to do anything about it, I mean, um, what do I do now?"
             Cori was very amused at her friend's admission. "So in other words, you want to know how get Reece into your bed. Right?"
             "Uhm...well, no. Before that...I want more than sex," she struggled to explain herself.
             "Oh, I see. You want to be her friend. Reece doesn't have friends."
             "You're her friend, aren't you?"
             Cori frowned. "I like to consider myself her friend, but I don't think you'll get that much out of her."
             "I'm not going to be one of her whores. I want her to know me. After all you told me about her, I feel like I know her already. It would be different if I didn't. I'm not a toy."
             "You're serious? I'm sorry, honey, but Reece doesn't have relationships; she fucks and moves on."
             "I think I could be different." Faith looked confident
             "Listen, please don't romanticize about her. She'll break your heart. While I know for a fact she wants you, and you might actually have a chance at getting closer than many, Aphrodite isn't about to descend on her. And if she saw it coming, she'd be sure to push it away. My advice is to get what you can."
             "I intend to get what I want, not what I can." Faith stood up and put on her coat. "C'mon, I have some convincing clothing to buy, and you have to help me."
             "Faith, you don't want to start this. Not with her, please, none of us can take the backlash," Cori pleaded
             "Don't worry, trust me, everything will be fine. Now, no more talk about it. Let's shop!"
             The dancer frowned. As much as she wanted to see these two together, she couldn't help feeling like someone was going to get hurt big time. She'd have to have a talk with Reece, and she wasn't sure this was a good thing.
            
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             The Lounge was pretty crowded when Reece arrived. She was feeling rather cocky tonight and decided to wander around the club, taking in the scenery for a while before locking herself away in the office. Monica noticed her first and she elbowed Debbie, who elbowed Honey, who in turn skittered off to the dressing room to tell the