+10 - She willingly gives it to you.

"Mmm, Eric, you're in luck tonight." Kiana smiles, taking another sip of the Irish whiskey from the mug. "I have plenty of time to give you that lap dance tonight. Any particular outfit or costume that you would like to see me dance in?"

"How about the very Irish attire you have on right now? It's no real use for you to have to change into something else that you're just going to strip out of, right?" You give her a bit of a grin.

Kiana chuckles, and gives you a big grin. "You're absolutely right, Eric." She pauses to finish her round of whiskey. "You know the drill, especially with both of us drinking. You keep your hands off of me, and you don't push that big bulge of yours against me, without my consent; and I'll give you a night to remember. Is that a deal?"

"Always, Kiana. House rules, right?" You give her a smile, and she nods in agreement. As you watch her put her empty mug on the tray of a passing waitress, you do the same with your empty glass. Then you follow her, watching her big hips sway as you head to the VIP area. A quieter place compared to the main hall, you follow Kiana to one of the rooms where the lap dances are given. Coming inside, you see the wonderful surrounding, with curtains and drapes of red velvet, red carpeting, and a black leather couch. You settle in, and get comfortable, watching Kiana move to a corner to get the music going before she starts to give you that lap dance.