You were the famous pole dancer who worked at a strip club. You performed every friday. Boys would kiss the ground you walked on. One day you were performing again. You wore a long red silk dress which was quiet revealing. Loki was playing poker with his colleagues drinking his brains out. When suddenly his eyes landed in your amazing figure dancing in the pole. "damn "-he mumbles smirking slightly as he takes a sip of his drink-

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