"True enough,” he said, and tapped the ash from his cigar. “I'll cut to the chase with you. There will be, effective May 17, a new position available in our facility, one that is filled by appointment only—"
"So it's true then? It's true."
"Let me finish,” Warden Dempsey said. He smoothed over the bristles of his mustache before continuing. “You are not in trouble here son. In fact, your decision to go against the grain and file that complaint caught the eye of certain individuals—who will remain unnamed—and, to be quite blunt is it, or is it not, true that you were once employed as...” He paused, checking his notes. “...as a male stripper?"
"Ye-e-e-eah, you could, potentially speaking, say I maintained an echelon of adult professionality—"
"What are you trying to say, boy?” He peered
