After some hesitation she gives it a trial run

"I don't know," she said.

"Why not? You've got nothing to be ashamed of. You're a sexy beautiful gal," he told her, and she wished he hadn't. Coming from him it seemed creepy.

"I'm trying to be a model," she told him.

"So? You know how many dancers became models and actresses?" Jake asked, not bothering to mention that they were porn actresses now.

"Really?"

"Sure! In this down any exposure is good exposure. People see you, they remember you and come back to hire you. So are you in?"

Rachel hesitated. "It's a strip club, isn't it?" she asked, though she knew it was obvious.

In reply he rolled his eyes. "Of course. And a brothel," he laughed, and she laughed at his joke. She walked with him through the doors, not really looking at the signs.

One of them read: 'Welcome to the Kitty Kat Club. Our pussies go all the way.'

"You're in luck. Tonight's amateur night. We usually have a few girls competing in it. You can consider that your audition. If we like you and you stay the rest of the night to work I'll pay you a hundred. Then there's tips of course."

"How much tips?"

"Well, the best can earn a thousand in a night." he said, eying her with a leer. "You could be one of them. If you go all out."

"A thousand?" she gasped, dollar signs in her eyes.

"In here. We have to fill out some paperwork."

Rachel didn't pay much attention to what he said, too busy thinking what a thousand dollars would do. For one it would pay a hefty chunk of their rent.

"... and here as well," Jake was saying, and her hand signed without her eyes making out a single word. "Okay, done. You're one of our pussies now."

"What?" she reared back and he laughed.

"You know, Kitty Kat?" he raised his brows, and she had the feeling she should understand what he meant. After a long moment she did, and mouthed an 'oh'.

"Go out the door and head straight. Change rooms are at the end. We're about to get the rush hours crowd and the contest starts in fifteen."