I liked to dance. Not just any dancing, the nasty adult kind. Weird for a fourteen year old. I did enjoy it . It brought in money also. This is what I did on Saturday nights. Much to Soda's displease. I gave the money to him to give to Darry, he needed it more than me.

The pole was cold as I slid down, right against my legs. The place I worked wasn't even a place you would see on the ground. You could see it underground though. People had to pay to get in, it was't a public place. Where anyone could just get in. I twirled around it slowly, trying to get as much cash from it as I could. I didn't do much other things than dance, no striptease, nothing. I probably not ready. Once my song was over I collected the money.

I sat taking off the makeup with a washcloth. I then greased back up my hair. I took off the satin gloves and garters. I put back on my levi's and t shirt. My spotlight time was over, the lights had dimed. Just until next week. I then walked outside, making my way back home. Cash in hand. I saw a black holden pull up beside me.I stood still, I was scared for my life.

"So I saw your little show tonight." He was smooth. I couldn't see his face against the darkness.

"What show?" I asked trying to be innocent.

"Ya know what show. The one where you shook your ass in my face." I was sincerly scared.

"What do you want?" I yelled at him. He laughed evily. I backed away.

"What I want? I want you Ponyboy Curtis," I was so scared.

"Wh-who are you?" That was all I could possibly get out off my mouth. He moved out off the darkness.

"I'm Tim Shepard. You should know that." I saw, scar and everything."Get in." He looked at my still form and chukled.

"I'm not gonna rape ya Curtis. I'm taking ya home so ya don't get raped." I was so scared I hopped in.

I looked at the nice scent of leather. He put one of his hands on my thigh. He had nice calloused hands. I liked them alot.

We drove on listening to the sound of the engine rumble. Even if Soda fixed and pactically worshiped cars. I liked them too, but not as much as he did. I liked this car, it seemed very sleek. We came to a stop outside my house. I put my hand on the handle. He grabbed me.

"You gotta pay up Curtis." He told me.

"Wha-what?" My eyes became lidded softly.

"Give me a kiss Curtis." It was a demand. I leaned over and felt hard lips touch mine. It felt so good. I gripped his shoulders tightly. He pressed his tounge against my mouth. I opened it and he started to ravish it. I moaned into it. He put his hand on my back pushing me closer. I put my tounge against his. They danced together in a steady rythem. He pulled away after a while. I was out of breath. He sat back down.

"Bye Curtis." I gave a small nod and got out. He stayed until I got back inside. Soda sat there, waiting for me.

"Who was that Pony?" He asked after the car left.

"It was-" I was cut off as Dally and Two-bit came in.

"Did ya see Shepard out there?" Dally had asked Two-bit.

"Yeah. Give a wave Pony." He held up my hand and waved it back fast. We saw him honk and wave back. Then pull out. Two-bit laughed happily. Soda gave me a look then got up. As he past me he whispered.

"We'll talk about this later." I handed him the money.

Besides my job was a dirty secret.