Lexi Goes Back to School

She hadn’t let herself look at her phone during the work day, but now that her papers were done for the day and she was ready to go home, she just couldn’t contain herself any longer. Sure, she could have looked at it during her lunch or planning period, but… well… Principal Sledge somehow found out that Elaine had earned her way through college by working at a strip club, and while the elder woman had been pleasant about it, she made it quite clear that Elaine was expected to maintain her moral standards during school hours.

The admonition might have been offensive in other contexts, but last year Elaine was fairly sure that at least one of her student’s fathers had been one of her regular customers. She never wore her glasses on stage, and all the lights in the otherwise-dark club pointed at her, so she couldn’t be that sure of her former customers’ faces, but… the way he acted at the parent-teacher conference implied a shared secret.

It was lucky that the man’s wife didn’t think Elaine had been cheating with him. Allowing herself a moment of pride, Elaine jokingly thought that with as randy as she often was, it was very likely that she had cheated with him.

But as she began flipping through pictures on her phone, Elaine smiled with the assurance that if she’d ever had a trist with one of the parents of one of her future students, she’d remember it. Cell-phone cameras were the best invention ever; it was so much easier remembering who she liked and who she didn’t when she had a snapshot to look at before calling.

In high school no-one would have guessed that Elaine might work as a dancer for a few years, or that she’d have enough romantic interests that she needed snapshots to sort them all out. And even though college and the club awaked a whole other side to her, a side which was an unstoppable sexual dynamo, part of working safely and responsibly at the club was keeping her stage name and persona separate from the rest of her life. So the face she wore in daylight hours hadn’t changed that much from high school.

She’d let herself change a bit: her hair which she’d once described as “mouse-butt brown” was now a rich chestnut, and when she pined and tied her hair back for work she always carefully pulled a few rebellious curls loose. Her glasses still had thick plastic rims like the ones she wore as a teenager, but instead of just being the cheapest things available they were quite expensive designer frames (she had been very good at her college job) which curved to raised, tapering arches at the corners, and perfectly framed her dark, almond-shaped eyes. Back in high school she almost never took the time to wear make-up, and when she did it looked as if she’d applied it with a masonry trowel, but now she put quite a lot of time and effort into carefully applying subtle hints and highlights to enhance her natural beauty without looking like she’d ever tried at all.

What had most changed about Elaine’s appearance since high school, wasn’t really appearance at, all, but attitude. It was peer pressure which got her up on stage, and she thought she’d die of fright just going topless that first time. Even though she later tried to push the bounds of what cou

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