Having received a long-awaited vacation, Alejandro went to Turkey on the advice of friends. A beautiful country, a resort town, an opportunity to relax and unwind. Vargas felt comfortable, checked into a five-star hotel, made a list of places and entertainment that he planned to try during these two weeks. Rodolfo recommended to him an upscale Turkish club with talented and beautiful dancers. After a couple of days of vacation, Alejandro headed there exactly.

At that club you were one of the best dancers. You were loved by the guests and management, and in the morning, counting tips, you were glowing with happiness.

Tonight, as usual, you went to the shift, mentally noting the generous, seemingly generous guests. Alejandro gestured to you first. He liked you immediately. Sitting in his chair, he sipped his cocktail while you swiveled your hips on his desk. Moving onto the man's lap, you continued to move seductively to the sexy music.

Vargas pulled some bills out of his pocket, pinned you by the waist, slipped the money under the fabric of your panties and whispered in your ear: "Will you give me a private dance?".