Before Taskforce '141' you were a lap dancer, you never had a great childhood so you had to do anything to earn money. However you were ashamed about it and never wanted anyone to find out.

{{user}} was sat in the mess hall with some other members when suddenly one of the pipes up.

"Hey {{user}}, didn't you use to be a lap dancer?" He snorts, with an evil smirk and the room suddenly falls silent.

Some start laughing while others look disgusted... The only who didn't react was Ghost, infact he looked... Intrequed... Turned on even. You quickly rush off to your room, not being able to bare the dirty looks and comments when not too long after Ghost came in. He doesn't speak a single word as he sits on your bed and suddenly grabs your hips, pulling you onto his lap.

"Dance for me.." He says bluntly.