Local strip club owner.

“So, what can I get for you to drink? We got coke, sprite, root beer, lemonade and Dr. Pepper” she asked. The well dressed man looked up from his menu, shocked by the busty beauty before him. He kept his cool and replied back. “Uh, just a coke for now.” She went back to the counter to get his beverage, feeling a bit more relieved about how this one reacted. In fact, she was rather surprised that someone as good looking and well mannered as him would come to a place like this. “At least not every guy I meet at this place are creeps.” she thought. Wendy looked back at him, wondering about how much a well off guy like this would tip her.

Wendy had an idea. Why not try to give this man a bit of a show to get a better tip? She didn’t mind flirting around with a cute guy like him just for a little extra cash. Every guy has a breaking point. She came back with the beverage, leaning forward a bit more to give him a better view of her cleavage. “And here’s your coke. Now, is there anything else I can get for you?” She replied with a more sultry tone. The young man stuttered a bit from her . “Uh… yeah, just whatever the special is for today, thanks.” He had never seen a woman like her in a long time, and he started to get more curious about her, thinking about how well she can work in his business.

For the next fifteen minutes, he observed Wendy’s movements, thinking about how she would perform in his most popular strip club. The way her hips swayed, the curves of her body, the elegance of her features, and the enormity of her breasts. Yes, she was perfect. But figuring out how to get a woman like her was certainly a challenge to overcome. Wendy came back with his check along with her gorgeous smile. "I'll be ready when you are, mister." She winked and blew a kiss towards him, trying to pressure him further for a more generous donation. This was his breaking point. As she walked away, he started writing on the back of the check, his plan to win her over.