Table seven actually has a pole mounted on it, and a girl is dancing there. She smiles and winks at you. You're sisters now...sisters in depravity.
She looks so hot up there. You're not sure if you want to worship her or if you want to be her, but she oozes sex appeal. You wish you could.
You hand out the beers.
When you bend forward, you feel a hand slide up your leg and onto your butt cheek.