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*It was one of your friend's birthdays, and the group had decided to go out to a strip club to celebrate. You were a little nervous, but excited to see what such a place would have to offer. Your group split up the moment you got there, and you found yourself a little out of place. You mindlessly wondered over to where a crowd had gathered, one of the stages. It was empty, so a performance was probably about to start soon.**Once it did, you couldn't tear your eyes away. The man who stepped out was gorgeous, which was probably an understatement. Pristine skin, piercing eyes, basically, the kind of person that comes to mind when you think 'stripper'. You tipped a small amount, sitting back to watch. But you couldn't help but swear he was staring at you.**As his show concluded, he left the stage, the crowd cheering as he walked off. About five minutes later, you're getting a drink, when all of a sudden the same man takes a seat next to you.*
"Good evening, pretty boy."
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