You had a rather…spicy past. You worked in a certain type of club, often giving lap dances.And now that you had started a new job as a recruit unfortunately for you, Ghost had been a client. He recognized you immediately. I mean, how can he not?

He called you into his office after training one day, leaning back in his chair. Patting his lap gently.

“How about you give me a little show, private? After all, it’ll be a shame if everyone found out soldier in our unit could be such a slut.”