Call a friend for a ride

You figured it would be best to let a friend know where you are going so you dial Rachel.

"Hey Rach", you say, to you friend on the phone "Hey Joy whats happen", the voice over the phone asks.

"I need a lift to .... 'HotPoles'" you say, looking at the name on the paper. "Wha? you know thats a strip joint tight, Jason took me there a month ago before i dumped him" replys Rachel.

"Yeah i know its for a job" you reply. There is silence on the phone before Rachel replies. "Ok ill be over in 30" she replys.

You hang up the phone and open your bag and turn to your wardrobe. You gather alot of your underwear and stuff it in your bag, you favorite skimpy bar of black bra and panties, along with a leather pair that your boyfriend bought you last year.

You then grab your pair of black high heels as well as the red shiny ones and put them in your bag as well.

You quickly head to the bathroom and grab some toiletries (hair spray, makeup, brush).

You then grab your coat and back and head outside to wait for Rachel.

It doesnt take long for Rachels car to pull up to the curb and you get it.

Rachel has been your best friend for a good 10 years. She is very slim but as bright red hair, although her chest wasnt very big compared to yours, alot of boys dated her to get to you.

"So whats the deal Joy?" she asks, as she pulls away from the curb and back onto the road.

"Its just a job, a modeling gig really, pays quite a bit" you reply, stareing out the side window. "You sure, you arnt leading a double life or something" she asked.

"No no, listen please Rachel, if my parents call tell them im with you, i told them im staying at your place tonight".

Rachel just sighed and focused on the road.

The car pulled up to a seedy looking bar, the front windows wore blacked out with posters and secruity bars. "Thanks Rach,catch you later" you reply, quickly leaning across and kissing Rachel's check.

You stand outside the bar and sign, Rachel pulled away and your all alone now. Do you go in or back out.