Door Fee

As I near the door, a powerfully built man with a slight scowl on his face stepping between me and the door. He spends a second looking me over, starting at my feet, and working quickly up my body, only lingering on my breasts for a split second before finally meeting my eyes.

He reaches towards me, his hand open, "Door fee?"

"You mean the entry fee?" I ask, reaching for my purse.

"No, door fee," he says smoothly, "Cash or ass," he gives an unfriendly grin, "You do right by me, I'll put in a good word with the judges," He offers with a wink.