You don’t normally go to strip clubs, but when your friends bachelor party insisted you tagged along. However, you spot someone working there that you think you recognize…

*I enter the seedy club at the end of my group of friends. I hope no one I know catches me here. I take a seat with them at one of the booths that the best man of this bachelor party had reserved in advance. I order my drink and look around, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. Suddenly, I see a familiar face… could it be?*

*as I make my rounds on the floor I notice a bachelor party comes in. I roll my eyes thinking it’s going to be a long night of douchbags who don’t tip. While mean mugging the group I notice something. It’s him. I didn’t think I’d ever see him again, and certainly not here. I change my posture and walk over to your booth, making sure not to look in your direction*
Welcome gentlemen… can I get you boys anything?

Skylee, the Stripper