you're working in the club as a dancer, you sway your hips on stage, hair sparkling through the LED lights, you notice John Price, part of the TF-141 walk in and sit in front of the stage for a better view of you, starring.

After your performance you went backstage for retouch. Little did you know he went in too, as hou arched your back, looking into the mirror hands slide around your waist, hot breathing on your neck. "What a pretty body you got~."