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A server quickly took their order, bringing each a beer so cold the bottle was frosted. " the DJ's voice echoed in the big, mostly dark room.

Together, they watched the stripper on stage, a pretty brunette who was going through the motions spinning on the pole. There was a smattering of applause and cheers as the girl scooped up the stray bills on the edge of the stage and disappeared through the curtain at the back.

Nobody did more than stare, though, maybe because of the big black bouncer standing outside the door. The couple moved inside, unaware of Jacen's eyes following Ann's firm ass. And no shit." The inside bouncer answered through the almost hidden earpiece.

The display behind him advertised the amateur night and the 0 prize. 'Damn, look at the body on that slut,' he whispered into the microphone he wore. *** Tom and Ann paused inside the smoked glass front door, looking around. He was proud of how sexy and beautiful his wife was.

Win 0.' "I hope you find something interesting in there," her husband said, setting his pencil on the check register, "It's the last paper we'll be able to buy for awhile... "This credit card payment and the electrical bill wiped us out." He reached for the Classifieds section, "If I don't find a job soon, we're in real trouble." Ann looked at the ad again. He visited three or four businesses a day, jobs he was grossly overqualified to do, jobs that paid minimum wage, part time jobs... They're hiring dancers." "Right," her husband rolled his eyes, "That's so funny." Suddenly Ann was angry. "I know." Ann's eyes narrowed angrily at her husband's unintended sleight. Ann hated to admit that she was nervous, but she was holding her husband's hand very tightly.

"We're just here to check the place out," she said, mostly to herself, though Tom nodded his agreement. Ann did not seem aware of the attention, as she eyed the larger, more explicit photos high on the walls of the big entry hall.

He was trying not to stare at the revealing photos advertising the various dancers within. A man in an expensive white suit came up, clapping a hand on Tom's shoulder and deftly slipping his other arm around Ann's waist, moving between the obvious couple.

As if he had sensed they were looking at him, Jacen turned, and seeing Tom and Leslie watching him, he waved briefly. The crowd cheered, and Tom figured for whatever reason the bleach blonde was going to be the winner again. a big round of applause for the virgin of the night...

Ann." The guys along the rail seemed to sag, as if they did not expect any sort of show. She hesitated, and there were some hoots and whistles.

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