Angel on the Stage

Angel didn't know that she would ever go that far, but she would be willing to dance nude above the waist. For one thing, she knew that what she would be showing off was strictly first class. It wasn't a matter of vanity; it was a matter of being aware of the appreciative looks she got from men, in the bank and everywhere else. In addition, she had long ago, concluded that her looks were her greatest asset and that if she expected to succeed as an entertainer, she would have to show them off.

"Topless I can handle. I can't guarantee that I can ever go any further than that, though."

"That's good enough for me. And, let's face it. You topless would be sexier than most women completely nude."

Angel blushed slightly. People had been complimenting her on her beauty ever since she had seen the need to give in to her true nature and become a T-girl. Even so, she had never quite gotten used to it.

Jo went on. "We'll need to take some photos. The costume I have in mind will be like the one you're wearing now, with some modifications, so we can make some posters of you the way you look right now. Can you start tomorrow night?"

"Yes. But, does that give you enough time to get everything set up?"

"Yeah, it should. I thought you'd say 'yes', so I had a photographer standing by. They'll give me a rush job and I can have the posters in time for tomorrow night."

The photographer took several pictures of the budding young star in dancing poses and wearing her full hostess costume. Jo would select what she wanted to put on the wall in front of the club. He took longer, obviously enjoying his work, when Angel removed her bustier and openly displayed her charms for the posters that would be put up inside the club, beside the ticket counter.

Because of the delays, she was late in getting started on the tables that been assigned to her, but this was not a problem. Not that many customers had arrived yet, and Bambi and Heidi, the other T-girl, were easily able to cover for her.