He gently opened the door and pushed her inside. "I'll clap even if no one else does, I promise."A few seconds later Buffy was standing backstage discussing herperformance options with the stagehand. She could sing..or not.There was always juggling«if she knew how to juggle. She couldstand there and try to be a comedienne. Or she could burst intotears which is what really appealed to her. The man looked her upand down and smiled, ³Can you dance?´ ³Dance?´ Buffy shrugged. ³I can when I have to. I¶ll dance.´ ³Pick some music off this playlist and get ready. You go on next.´ ³Crap!´ Buffy grabbed the playlist and sighed. ³I¶ll dance to trackten.´ She watched from the sidelines as Spike took a seat in the front of the stage at the only table with an empty chair. The place waspacked. Buffy noticed that the stage had one of those Stripper barsgoing up the middle of it. She realized finally that they were insidethe Fish Tank, a seedy establishment that doubled as a stripclub/bingo parlor/humiliation station. She rolled her eyes as severalmen whooped and hollered for a woman who was tap dancing in astring bikini while she played her own music with a harmonica. Herbikini flew open and she just left it that way. Buffy was shockeduntil the stage guy said, ³That¶s gonna get her massive points! Thisis an adult club.´ ³Damn you, Spike!´ Buffy said under her breath. She¶d teach him.She would go out there on that stage and give it her all. She didn¶tget defeated easily. The Slayer would slay this audience. So muchfor humiliation.The emcee announced her name as the next act and she walkedslowly onstage. She was wearing tight leather pants and a silkhalter that tied around her neck and back. Buffy knew she lookedgreat and the chorus of catcalls she received only gave her courage.
µShe¶s into superstition, black cat¶s an voodoo dollsI feel a premonition, that girl¶s gonna make me fall.¶
Buffy gyrated. Spike salivated. She danced like this song wasinvented for her and in a way it was. She was definitely living lavida loca everyday of her life. Spike watched from the front row.She captivated him. Her blond locks framed her face and as shewrapped her leg around the bar and gyrated against it, her eyesmet his. He had never wanted anyone so much in his life. She was a