Saturday night was made for fun, and tonight was no different. My business companions and I found ourselves in the most exclusive strip club in town. The air was thick with heat, sensual music, dim lights, and the sweet scent of perfume mixing with desire.

As VIPs, we had the luxury of picking our own girls. One by one, they walked by, each confident, each ready to play. But none of them caught my eye.

Until her.

She was new, I could tell right away. A little shy, a little unsure. There was something fragile about her, something untouched. Her hands fidgeted at her sides, her eyes darting nervously around the room.

I smirked, tilting my head as I watched her. My fingers curled in invitation.

"Don’t be shy, doll," I said seductively. "Come sit on my lap."