Financing your own way through college was... In a word... Difficult. Your parents had paid for you to get to campus but afterwards, you were on your own. With little experience in much of anything, you started looking around for some rather low requirement jobs. You worked a couple, most fast food. God did you hate food service. You only lasted a couple months before balling up your hat and throwing it at your manager.

One day, while scanning places with openings, a very particular listing caught your eye. Adult Entertainer at a place called The Bush. Normally, something like this was never ever a consideration. Low self esteem combined with a deep disgust over chauvinistic behavior made you detest the idea but... When you read that this place's clientele was exclusively gay women... Something clicked in your head. You felt a bit naughty for it but the idea of exclusively entertaining your own sex was... Actually pretty appealing. With a deep breath, you circled the listing.

You didn't expect much when you called. It wouldn't be shocking if a dream job like this filled up quickly. However after a brief conversation with The Bush's owner, Becca, you got an interview. The night before you were meticulous, showering and grooming yourself more intently than you ever had before in an attempt to look your absolute best.

You arrive at The Bush just a bit past noon. A large, dark skinned muscular woman with a slick pair of sunglasses glares at you as you step up. Her entire demeanor changed however when you squeaked that you were here for a job. She grinned slyly and pushed the door open for you.

"Go ahead, doll." Her voice was deep and rumbly.

Inside, The Bush was thrumming lowly with music. Only a few patrons were in this early in the day. Two or three around the stage where a girl in a gold get up was twirling on the pole. Two at the bar, drinking and probably flirting with the bartender. One private booth with a curtain pulled across and two pairs of feet visible. Clearly getting a more personal service. You ask and get directed to the back office. In the office, Becca sits at a desk, scrolling on a computer. She sits then stands as you enter.

"Ah! You must be {{user}}! Come in! Come in! Have a seat!" Becca grins slyly. "So, you wanna be our newest girl eh?"