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the room.
“Wow, you look awesome!” I said as I followed her into the studio.
The rest of the troop was dressed similarly. They had different body types and it was clear that they weren’t all dancers. She introduced me to everyone, and I sat back to watch their show.
I cracked up when the plump comedian told her sex jokes. The magician was a tall woman in a cartoonish pink wig, who amazed me with her tricks. Then Bea and the dancers came out and did a routine. The other women had only been suggestive, but hadn’t taken off any clothing. Bea and the dancers did athletic, aggressive routines and stripped down to g-strings and pasties.
By the end, I was even more excited to be in the troop than before. They didn’t get all the way naked, and I had become used to nudity, working for Marcus. It wasn’t stripping. It was something else entirely.
Bea gave me their practice schedule. They usually booked gigs for a couple hundred bucks a night, since they were a new troop, and it was divided equally among the dancers. Everyone was expected to contribute to the studio rent, and I was fine with helping out.
On my way back to the bus stop, Billy finally texted me.
How are you?
I just joined a burlesque troop.
You must like taking your clothes off.
Why does everyone keep saying that?
Don’t be mad.
I’m not. It isn’t nude anyway.
Can I come watch?
Sure. If you find the time.
There was a pause and the bus pulled up in front of me. I got on and paid. A moment later, he texted back.
I’ve been really busy. Sorry I didn’t call.
No. It’s fine. I’ve been busy too. It’s not like I need to be with you every single second.
The truth was I kind of did. When I wasn’t with him, I felt this empty hole in my chest, as if my heart had run away, back to him. I hated feeling that way. The only way to make it stop was to be with him.
I’d be with you every second if I could. I have a lot of work to do. He texted.
I know.
I’ve got an interview with an investor in a few weeks. There is so much to prepare.
You don’t need to explain.
Let me take you out tomorrow.
All right.
I rode the bus home wishing he’d offered to come over. Something was seriously wrong with me. Was I falling in love with him? I’d never been in love before. I didn’t know what it felt like. All I knew was that the only time I felt whole was when I was with him. I’d never felt less than whole before I met him. But now, I felt like I couldn’t breathe unless he was near.
Chapter Eight: William
I needed her. I felt a new sense of purpose whenever I thought of her. Somehow my achievements weren’t just for me anymore. They were now for her. I wanted to lay my achievements at her feet. If I made a billion dollars from my website and became the next Zuckerberg, I’d want to give Zoe anything she desired. It had become my ultimate goal. I was falling in love.
I sat back and looked at my screen. I wasn’t overwhelmed by work very often, but today was one of those rare times. The design of my website was not at a professional level, and it was lacking a user-friendly interface.
I’d been putting off asking Daniel to help me with the design for several weeks. I couldn’t pay him what his work would be worth in the long run, so I would have to offer him part of the business, or future business. Right now, all I had was a domain name and an advanced webcrawler.
If we started today, I didn’t know if it would be possible to get the beta site ready by the time I had my interview. Daniel was at work today, so I shot him an email asking him to meet me at a coffee shop near our house. It would be easier for me to talk to him about the project if we were somewhere neutral. It would keep us from talking about the game.
After my morning service calls, dealing with Marcus’s endless needs and database updates, I went home to work on my thesis. Spock rubbed at my leg, wanting attention. At five in the evening, I prepared my thesis document
“Wow, you look awesome!” I said as I followed her into the studio.
The rest of the troop was dressed similarly. They had different body types and it was clear that they weren’t all dancers. She introduced me to everyone, and I sat back to watch their show.
I cracked up when the plump comedian told her sex jokes. The magician was a tall woman in a cartoonish pink wig, who amazed me with her tricks. Then Bea and the dancers came out and did a routine. The other women had only been suggestive, but hadn’t taken off any clothing. Bea and the dancers did athletic, aggressive routines and stripped down to g-strings and pasties.
By the end, I was even more excited to be in the troop than before. They didn’t get all the way naked, and I had become used to nudity, working for Marcus. It wasn’t stripping. It was something else entirely.
Bea gave me their practice schedule. They usually booked gigs for a couple hundred bucks a night, since they were a new troop, and it was divided equally among the dancers. Everyone was expected to contribute to the studio rent, and I was fine with helping out.
On my way back to the bus stop, Billy finally texted me.
How are you?
I just joined a burlesque troop.
You must like taking your clothes off.
Why does everyone keep saying that?
Don’t be mad.
I’m not. It isn’t nude anyway.
Can I come watch?
Sure. If you find the time.
There was a pause and the bus pulled up in front of me. I got on and paid. A moment later, he texted back.
I’ve been really busy. Sorry I didn’t call.
No. It’s fine. I’ve been busy too. It’s not like I need to be with you every single second.
The truth was I kind of did. When I wasn’t with him, I felt this empty hole in my chest, as if my heart had run away, back to him. I hated feeling that way. The only way to make it stop was to be with him.
I’d be with you every second if I could. I have a lot of work to do. He texted.
I know.
I’ve got an interview with an investor in a few weeks. There is so much to prepare.
You don’t need to explain.
Let me take you out tomorrow.
All right.
I rode the bus home wishing he’d offered to come over. Something was seriously wrong with me. Was I falling in love with him? I’d never been in love before. I didn’t know what it felt like. All I knew was that the only time I felt whole was when I was with him. I’d never felt less than whole before I met him. But now, I felt like I couldn’t breathe unless he was near.
Chapter Eight: William
I needed her. I felt a new sense of purpose whenever I thought of her. Somehow my achievements weren’t just for me anymore. They were now for her. I wanted to lay my achievements at her feet. If I made a billion dollars from my website and became the next Zuckerberg, I’d want to give Zoe anything she desired. It had become my ultimate goal. I was falling in love.
I sat back and looked at my screen. I wasn’t overwhelmed by work very often, but today was one of those rare times. The design of my website was not at a professional level, and it was lacking a user-friendly interface.
I’d been putting off asking Daniel to help me with the design for several weeks. I couldn’t pay him what his work would be worth in the long run, so I would have to offer him part of the business, or future business. Right now, all I had was a domain name and an advanced webcrawler.
If we started today, I didn’t know if it would be possible to get the beta site ready by the time I had my interview. Daniel was at work today, so I shot him an email asking him to meet me at a coffee shop near our house. It would be easier for me to talk to him about the project if we were somewhere neutral. It would keep us from talking about the game.
After my morning service calls, dealing with Marcus’s endless needs and database updates, I went home to work on my thesis. Spock rubbed at my leg, wanting attention. At five in the evening, I prepared my thesis document
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