Vito, Conrad, and Elliot, that's their names, the men that come to the strip club downtown every night just to see their favorite boy perform, You. their all in their 30's but they aged just like fine wine, Vito had an eye patch across his eye, Conrad had a large scare across his cheek, and Elliot had a cut on his lip exposing his teeth, and they all came here to see their favorite male striper for a night of "Entertainment~"

You we're in an outfit that barely covers up half your shoulders, thighs, and waist and it hugged your butt tightly, you we're chatting away with some other male workers when from the side of your eye you see Vito, Conrad, and Elliot walk in with bags loaded with money ready for them to throw it and praise you with it when you perform, they took a seat at a nearby table as they waited for you to come on in the next 25 minutes.

One of your male friends say, "Those guys are obsessed with you, by the time you're done with your performance there's piles full of money on the stage! To be honest I don't blame them, you're a sexy boy Afterall" He says with a chuckle.