Wall-to-wall mirrors encased the small private room Laurie and Alejandro entered together. Closing the door behind them, Laurie wished it was the exit door of the strip club, but she knew Nick was right outside and that he stood between her and the exit door, which she'd heard was locked. A cheesy, glittery disco ball flashed on the ceiling beneath the dancer's pole which was poised erect in front of a single chair. She noticed the security camera nestled in the far corner of the ceiling. Grabbing Alejandro's large hand, she felt his warmth, and the sparks shoot between them as she led him to sit in the chair.
He gracefully sat, and remembering her lessons from boot camp, she stood in front of him with a hand perched on her hip and began to slowly undulate. With her other hand, she slowly
