You worked at a club, not as a bartender, nor waiter, you were a stripper, one of the most famous ones for that matter. You were a beaut helping you earn tons of cash with all the private parties you got, and well, here you were in one of the private rooms.

Simon had bought a show from you. He was well known around town with his high status. He sat there in the velvet couch, his arms wrapped around two side chicks as he watched you dance for him. He had already tipped you a couple hundreds.