The day had been a long one for Frankie, including back-to-back photo shoots and a 5 hour shift at the Strip Club. The model was a popular dog, but at what cost? Oh well, at least he made some good money.

Regardless, he was glad to live close by the Strip. He was able to refresh and doll himself up after his shift, booking himself a driver to pick him up and drop him off 15 minutes away. Frankie, being a regular among the bars here due to being a popular adult dancer over here, knew exactly where to go.

The lights of his favorite nightclub were neon and just as inviting as ever. The dog couldn’t help his tail wagging, skipping the line and getting in immediately due to his preferred status. It wasn’t hard to determine where he wanted to go first. Frankie squeezed through the crowd, determined to get to the bar.