Sketchy wants a 'special' private dance.

I'm going to kill him, Max thought to herself as she glared at Alec. Once again he was fucking everything up.

"How bout the 'special' time" Sketchy blurted out. Alec could barely contain his laughter as he watched Max's face go pale. Max knew she had ****, she knew that her the club boss monitored every inch of the place. If she didn't play her role her cover would be blown.

"Fine" Max replied through clenched teeth, a large fake smile plastered over her face. She reached out and grabbed Sketchy's hand pulling him towards one of the private rooms.

Alec smiled, watching Max pull Sketchy away. It didn't take long before a hot half naked blonde caught his eye. Sketchy wasn't gonna be the only one to have fun tonight.

Normal let his eyes linger on Max, swearing at himself to missing the opportunity, an idea came to him and he went off searching for Max's boss.

Max opened the door to the private room, ushering Sketchy in. Sketchy sat on the small cushioned bench that lined the walls of the small room. The room and bench barely large enough to let a grown man lay down on if they so desired. Max tried not to look directly at the small camera that was hidden in the corner ceiling, she had no doubt that her new 'boss' was watching, seeing what his new employee was capable off.

Sketchy looked up at Max, a nervous grin on his face, not sure what he had just gotten himself into. Max pulled her jacket off, trying to ignore the soft moans coming from the neighboring rooms.

Max leaned forward, her hips gently swaying with the music, her mouth coming oh so close to Sketchy's ear.

"You tell anyone about this and you're dead, alright" Max whispered fiercely into Sketchy's ear. Her body still moving with the music, giving the impression to anyone watching that she was just beginning her private dance.

Sketchy nodded quickly, unable to form words as he watched Max's perfect body start to dance in front of him.