No means no.

"Sorry honey. I don't do that." She didn't change the tone of her voice, but she did give him a look."Now just enjoy your dance and don't ask again, okay?"
"Okay." He shrugged.
The rest of the night was typical, and she decided to wrap things up around 2 AM. When she passed by Horace's office to get dressed, a pretty, blonde girl, who couldn't have been a few days over 18, stepped sheepishly out of the office, nearly bumping into her.
"Oh!" the girl exclaimed. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, honey." Beth smiled. "What's your name?"
"Jenna." she paused. "Wait...it's not Jenna I mean... It's Diamond!"
"Oh, are you going to be dancing here?"
"Yeah!" suddenly, Beth realized that "Diamond" had something...on her chin. Cum. Definitely cum. Fucking god damn it, Horace.
"When are you going to start?" She tried not to look at it.
"Sunday night!"
"Get here at 4. I'll show you the ropes, okay doll?" She felt protective of this one, especially since Horace had taken advantage of her.
"Really? Thanks! What's your name?"
"You can call me Bailey."
Beth headed home, angry at the sleaze of men while at the same time, happy to have profited from it.