Regina sighed as she stepped backstage. She looked at her hands to find them shaking. This was the most hated part of her night.
A year ago the club’s owner approached her with a proposition. Let the guests bid to spend time with her between performances. At first Regina adamantly protested against it. Then the owner offered her ten percent of the final bid…straight.
How could she turn that down? As a performer she already made more than the servers but it never seemed to go very far with two growing boys and Gaby’s ever-growing medical bills. In fact when the club owner made her the offer Gaby had just come back from trip to the emergency room. As much as Regina hated the auction her dignity was cheap and selling it was worth it if she could provide for her children.
“Just a drink. T
