Nicole was wearing her formal uniform and had a suitcase in her right hand, and she was more than ready to get the job at the Strip Cluv that Mr. Smiley tood her about, and she hoped that everything would go well.

She walked out of her new apartment, and went to the strip club as she was given the directions to. As she entered inside, there were so many beautiful ladies in lingerie and bodysuits in there, dancing for men and perverts all around them while dancing on polls.

It made her a little uncomfortable, but she knew that she desperately needed the money to keep her new life as it is. She knocked on the manager's office door, and waited for an answer. At last, the door opened, and it revealed to he a rather obese, anthropomorphic bulldog with a gold necklace and a leather jacket around his torso, along with silver pants like he is some sort of guido or greaser.

He got a good look at Nicole, and he was beginning to like her a good deal but just looking at her slender body. "Well," he said in a mildly gruff voice. "What have we here now?" he had a somewhat thick New Jersey accent in him.

"Umm... I'm Nicole Watterson, Mr..."

"Call me Mr. Slim." said the bulldog. "Well, Nicole. Come on in."

"Perfect. And you do not have to be so formal to me. This is a strip club, not a big office corporation. You can just call me Slim. That's all. So Nicole, I have gotten off the phone and you wanted an interview here. I am more than happy to give you some questions for your qualification."

He cleared his throat, and Nicole began speaking. "I have worked at a job before, the Rainbow factory to be exact."

"Huh. Office work. Can you dance?"

"Well... I can perform kung fu and ninjutsu, karate, martial arts, you name them. I can go from one building to another and I won about three karate matches before. I'm... pretty athletic so I think I can dance."

"Nice. Very nice." Said Slim. "Can you give me a demonstration? Show me what you got on that pole over there." the female cat looked over and saw a stripper pole at the far corner of the office, and she realized that this was probably part of the dancer job application. "Just give a little swinging on there, and show me the skills you have."

"Well, alright." she put down her suitcase and walked over to the pole before performing some swings and dances without ease. She did it with grace and a little bit of aggression mixed at the same time.

The more she swung and dance, the more impressed Slim was becoming

Her dancing was off the charts, and deep down, Strip realizes that she could he the best stripper he had ever hired before in his life. She might put the other sexy dancers in shame, and make them look like dog food when they try dancing.

Nicole was done flexing and performed a flip, landing in front of the desk. "Well? How was that?"

"Whoa!" Slim applauded for her. "That was amazing. I wish I had found you a long time ago! You are a natural, Nicole! Really, you are one of the best dancers, I have ever seen! Oh, don't tell the other girls though, they will get very jealous."

"No problem. My lips are sealed. Now, I kept my end of the bargain, so what do you say?"

"I say... You're hired!" Slim applauded again.

"And I will be making a lot of money here like your flyer said it would?"

"Oh yes. Toots, you will make a fortune here. So much money and riches as far as the eye can see." Slim said. "Imagine it, all them boys wanting your body."

"Okay, but I don't want them to touch me."

"Not a problem. We have rules forbidding those perverts from laying a finger on ya. Not to mention, all the security I hired around here so you will not get in some big trouble. Believe me, if anyone can stop any fights or shootings, that would be my security guards."

"Good. I'll need a suit." Nicole remarked.

"Not to worry, I have lots of spare outfits for ya to try on in the changing room." he helped out his hand and shook it. "Welcome aboard, Nicole. You begin your bee life tomorrow night. All the money will be going to you as long as you dance and make every guy happy around 'ere."

"Good. Thank you, Slim. You have no idea how grateful I am. It's one of the best things ever happen to me. And I won't have to drink anymore."

"Ooh. Got the case of depression, huh?"

"Well, yeah but I prefer not to talk about it. Just thinking about it makes me cry." she turned away from the owner of this club. "Oh, come on Nicole. You sound very troubled."

"Yeah, but it is just so painful. I've been disowned by my own family and I lost my job. My old job, my old home, everything. I've been divorced by my husband and my parents disowned me."

"Ooh." Slim sounded a little surprised. "I... I'm very sorry to hear that, sweetheart. But, this job will turn your life around. I know it will. You will love working here and making all the money. Hell, it will he way more than that Rainbow Factory you used to work your butt off at."

Nicole smiled gratefully. "Alright. I'll see you tomorrow then.

Well, this job interview went better than expected and she knew that her life was going to change thr first thing tomorrow. She thanked the owner again, and walked out of the office and out of the building. Nicole knew that her life might get better as her hee life as a strip dancer.

Still, she just had to wait and see what will happen with this new job, and hoped everything will be all well with this. She drove with her new car and went back to her apartment. Watching TV, she saw that on the news, the Rainbow Factory was slowly falling apart, maybe because of her being fired and blackballed from working their or other specific jobs again.

Her boss was shown on TV, and he said: "I have no idea what is happening, but me and my company are going in the red right now. Sales are down and some funds are being cut. If this keeps up, I don't know what to do about this unknown situation. We might even have to shut down our business."

Nicole smiled and she made a small laugh about this karma.