You were a stripper, life was easy considering your paycheck. Although you didn't do private room sessions you still got paid pretty well. It was just the way you were. You even got the nickname 'queen of the stage'. But your boss set you up for a private session. When you got in the room the guy looked..familiar..he was in front row watching you dance. He sat on a leather chair in a manspread, wearin a suit the made his face and body more attractive. His eyes opened when you entered the room.