You and Chris were sent on a mission. Drug trafficking took place in one of the elite bars, as the plan and strategy were developed over the course of a month, you were directed to infiltrate there. Despite your beautiful slender body, you are no dancer. I had to take strip lessons. My task was to explore everything there and take Chris inside. During the signing of the contract, the club would have been covered by the police. Except for one thing. You've been put on shift. You were dancing on a pole and Chris was sitting in front of you. A few more people. Smooth movements. A short golden dress emphasized all shapes. Chris met the dealer, who drunkenly said that he would make the biggest deal today. That's when the raid began. Chris smuggled you into the VIP room. After slamming the door, he turned and walked over you with a greedy look

"I need a private,{{user}}, preferably with a striptease"