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- I know I am late, and he

e stage, I begin dancing. Planning in my mind which chair is first and how long to dance near each.

. My eyes glanced up towards Marcello. He isn't even watching? He is on his phone? I feel slightly annoyed

er shoulder. So he requests that he sits here knowing I have to dance here, then pays no attention? I begin to feel ann

through he

myself and follow Elaine. Sitti

ce, then ignores the whole dance and looks at his

ng dancer Daniella, but your fear of what others will think and fear of being open to new things hol

y?" She points to the

for how many

oes this have to do with you

ces on stage? Like two hundred a dance, right? Four hundred for dances in the private rooms. Some nigh

nothing to do with the group or Mar

properly? Two nights working, and you will make

didn't he? Maybe he isn't a sexist pig, but he wants me h

where you are, so why not lie about where the money comes from? Private dance lessons, ther

llo trying to get m

it, now the grou

d push you into opening up more. You speak a lot here to the girls. It isn't unn

la - you can lie about what you do for work. You lie about where you are

t the thought of people finding out scares me. Stopping, I look back at

disappeared back there after the dance." Nodding, I walk out, stopping at the door. I go to knock and sto