+10 - Making time, without distractions.

"Mmmm, of course, Candice." You tell her, with a soft smile. That makes Candice blush a bit, which fades pretty quickly. So you pay the reasonable fee with the coordinator for that topless lap dance, and it isn't long before you and Candice are heading upstairs to the balcony, where those lap dances are done.

Up at the balcony, there are those booths that are suited for lap dances, while allowing everyone to look up at a monitor to keep an eye on sports-related stuff, if any. Walking with Candice, you come upon an empty booth, and take it pretty quickly. You take the circular couch that faces the walkway, a large round table lay in front of you, allowing the dancer to dance on top of it, when she isn't grinding on your lap. Counters behind you allow for relatively safe placements of drinks or other things, and that's where you put the half-finished bottle of beer.

You settle on the couch, watching Candice move to one end of the booth to put on some music. When the right one is selected, she moves to the table, and stands on it. You look up to her, and wait to see what she will do next.