CHAPTER FIVEHailee
Hailee took a deep breath before entering the private room. Just another money maker. Sasha said it was some athlete. It didn’t matter who it was; their money all spent the same way.
The room was dark, so she was unable to see his face very clearly, and that was just fine with her. She danced around him and eventually up on him. He was muscular, very built, not like the usual customer, and she stamped down her momentary flicker of interest. Her rehearsed dance moves were always cold and calculated, and she went through them without thinking. She didn’t like to get personal; it was too weird since they were strangers.
But this guy wasn’t like her usual customer. Her typical bachelor party customers were loud, very drunk, and super handsy. They would paw at her during
