“It's
called private dance. So guess what? I'm dancing!”
“Ahh!
Only dancing?”
I
hate this question so much! My job is selling an erotic fantasy,
nothing more, nothing less. So here it is what I'm doing in private
(dedicated to the one who wished to read more fantasies on my blog):
You
pay for the dance at the bar. When the payment is gone through I hold
your hand and take you to the VIP area. I smile because I'm happy to
tease such a handsome man! I open the curtains and there are a cosy
leather sofa, some candles and soft music playing in the background.
Everything is set up for a seductive mood.
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