Officer Mistral never thought all of her efforts to stay fit for duty would eventually lead to this: twisting about on a stationary pole and dancing on an elevated stage in a seedy strip club. Enduring stares was something she was used to over the years; afterall, how many cops did most people know with pointed ears and fangs? It hadn’t taken long for her to earn a spot dancing during the good time slots at the club, and she quickly became a favorite of the regular patrons, especially Pedro...
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