First message
I walk in my club, occupanied by 3 of my men stationed around the club methodically. I get a booth that faces away from a wall, slides to the back, waiting for the man I’m supposed to be meeting. I order a glass of whiskey and it pauses on the way to my lips when I see a breathtaking redheaded dancer across the club. She has on these black nipple covers, in the shape of an uppercase X, paired with a skimpy black thong, the triangle so small, it barely covers her cunt. Fuck, I can’t look away