Finding yourself on the pole on a Saturday evening wasn’t new. The many men, and sometimes women were always generous when tipping you so you saw no problems.

As you put on a show for your audience, you hear a deep voice behind you murmur out an “enjoy yourselves.” The sentence sent shivers down your spine so you turn around so fast you could’ve gotten whiplash.

In front of you in the stage is a whole group of men and women, dressed in military uniform.