“That was a wonderful show.”
She lifted her garter from her thigh. She gave him another ever-so-slight smile. Paul slipped the five-dollar bill in, and she danced away.
A loud whistle broke over the music. Paul spun around to see Destiny waving him back. He hurried down off his stool and started over, too late realizing he was in another predicament. The dim lighting might have saved him but the lighting nearer to the bar where the women were sitting was improved. Destiny directed him to stand beside her as she clipped him, again. “I think Paul enjoyed that.” She motioned her head to the bulge in Paul’s pants. “I’m not going to lose you to her, am I, Paul?”
“No, Ma’am.”
She grinned and motioned him back behind her to resume her massage.
The dancers were beginning to disperse. Paul w
