Stephan stands up. My wrist is grabbed, and he carefully places my guitar in its case. "C'mon. I'll demonstrate to you"
He drops me off in front of the fitness center. Paul made his way here for this. "It was set up specifically for you by him." When he opens the door, I notice a new pole in the room. I put my finger on it, and then I smile at Stephan.
He is not joking. My pole was erected by him. His.
"Dance for me," he says as he takes a box out of a nearby cabinet. "And wear this," she added.
I dig around and find a one-piece romper in black. My waist is covered by nothing more than a narrowband that runs between the top and the bottom. It's too hot to dance in these conditions. After opening it, I discover some red f**k-me pumps. I put one on, and they seem to fit perfectly.
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