Lillie

-I insist we should leave," I say as we enter the place my friend dragged me to. I don't like it here.

-Stop complaining. -She pulls my arm to move me forward. We're not staying, I'll just check if she's cheating on me and then we'll leave.

I snort in annoyance.

My friend is getting obsessed with that guy. It's the first time she's done this. She's never gone to the extent of keeping tabs on one of her conquests or boyfriends or whatever they mean to her before.

The place is very different from the place we usually work. This is a table dance, but one of those low key ones. Where we work we only dance without taking off our clothes and other girls offer escort service. Sleeping with the clients is not allowed. Here, apparently, it's the opposite. On the dance floor there are half-naked girls and others sitting next to or on top of their clients. They grope them. There are some who even have sex in the aisles, I say this because just now we passed a couple moaning as they moved