“The music sounded tired, or maybe that was just me. My eyes adjusted and saw small tables scattered around a surprisingly large room. There was a main stage and smaller table/stages with seats around them. It was before seven o’clock, and men were already sitting in the darkened room. Women crawled around on the table/stages, as nude as the sign promised. I averted my eyes, because some views should be seen by only your gynecologist or a lover. The main stage was empty, but huge. It had a small... runway and a circular area with seats around it. I’d never seen a stage like it in any strip club, outside an old movie. Victor led us through the tables, and we followed, because having me carried in front of the customers would not help our cover story. Edward didn’t try to comfort me; he just kept his arm flexed and solid under my double-handed grip and walked slowly. Olaf and Bernardo were still behind us. Victor got to a small door to one side of the main stage long before I managed to get there.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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