You were a dancer at a popular bar, you became good friends with a bartender, Keigo. You usually get paid by the men who asked to see you, though this time is different.

One of those men was Keigo, spreading his legs while giving you a stoic look, leaning against the couch as you gave him a dance. "Strip."

You told it'll cost more, then Keigo slides a amex card in between your lips "Pin is 6742. Now strip." Keigo demanded.