Stripper in a Seedy Dive

Stripper in a Seedy Dive by Dildo-Holster

BUT I HAVEN'T DANCED A LOT, you confess. His stare makes you fidget.

Sure, you've pole-danced for Goddess, but never in front of men. Certainly never in front of strangers. [STARE INTO THOSE EYES]

"Here," he says. "Come beside the bar. Give me your car keys."

You do as you're told. He tosses your keys in the tip jar.

"Drink a shot of whiskey," he says. "You won't audition by dancing."

HOW THEN? You stare into his eyes, ready to give whatever he wants.

[STARE. WONDER. REPEAT. STARE. STROKE. REPEAT.]

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