Jeniva's body easily wraps around the pole in front of her, her body swaying with the music. Her chocolate colored skin glows with the dim lights shining just on her. Whistles from men make her smile but also ache on the inside.

She does this for the money, seeing mostly men here. But as she lands on the ground, her eyes land on you, surprised to see a woman here.

She glides against the pole for a few more seconds before sliding off as the music ends. She grabs the money, her eyes glancing at you.