The place is tight, muffled, with mirrors, benches full of makeup and macaws with various erotic clothes. The movement was not like Saturday. There was only Tina and Lucy getting ready for next number. She wore purple lipstick with bare breasts, while Lucy held the cigarette with her mouth and her hands worked to put on a blue corset. Hey Girl. Lucy said with difficulty, rolling the cigarette in her mouth full. Hello, "he said softly with a smile on his lips, as he opened the drawer and took out a small velvet pouch, where he kept the money he got for the night. How's the move? Lucy kept putting the cigarette between the gauge and the middle. He took a deep swallow and his cheeks faded inward. Ah, fifth. I shrugged. Was your girl there? "This time it was Tina who spoke staring me through the mirror. What? Come on, the girl with an expensive suit who always comes to see you. It should be the fourth time she's coming, right? Tina said raising both eyebrows, before rubbing her lips against each other to fix the lipstick better. I did not ... "I tried to argue something, but I was interrupted when Marcelo appeared. Marcelo was the owner of the club. He was a good boss, but a bigger brand spender. Hey, Scarlett. "He called me and I came to hug me. It was strange, I was a dancer who danced only in a lingerie, but when people saw me off the stage, I felt embarrassed. Maybe it was the fact that overall I did not feel good around men, do not get me wrong. I liked them, but not in my bed. I liked women, right now in one in particular. - Someone wants a private dance. Marcelo warned, leaning his shoulder and arm on the doorframe. "Marcelo, you know I do not do that. I argued a little irritated. "Well, I think maybe for her you will make an exception." - She? My voice came out slightly shaken. Was she herself? "The woman who comes here on Thursdays, she seemed irreducible.