Lacy Dalton POV
After a long night at work, I just wanted to relax. I shook my ass for double the amount of people than before. I was changing my clothes in the locker room when Stacker came strutting in, so I smiled at him. “How did we do tonight?”
Stacker was close to 7’ tall, he had a lot of intimidating tattoos all over his bald head, neck and forearms. He had ice-blue eyes and a black mustache. He was the bouncer at the club and he was recently put in charge of splitting the tips between the dancers. Stacey had been in charge of it before Stacker, that was until she was caught skimming the cash. She had almost gotten away with close to $5000.00 before Daisy caught her.
Stacker sat down on a nearby bench. “Well, we were at double capacity tonight so you made a little less than $3000
