239. A good service
A stunning woman stepped out wearing red high-heeled boots, black fishnet stockings that reached mid-thigh, held up by a garter belt cinched around her waist.
Below, a tiny black thong left little to the imagination, and on her ample breasts, only two small edible stars barely covered her nipples.
Rose walked confidently toward the pole in the center of the small square stage, illuminated in white and red.
She felt a bit embarrassed as the moment came to step onto the stage—she had never done a