"I... I don't have ten bucks," she whined. "Maybe..." she reached out, tentatively touching his crotch.
The bouncer looked down at her assessingly, not budging, waiting to see just how far she'd go.
"Maybe..." she gulped. "Maybe I can give you a blow job instead?"
He cocked his head to the side, as if considering. Surrounded by strippers every night the action he got in return for keeping them safe made him all but immune to come-ons like this. It wasn't the thought of getting yet another blow-job that interested him now, it was wondering how much she'd be willing to humiliate herself for the sake of ten bucks.
Hell, if she'd paid attention she'd have seen that girls got in for free. Failing that much in the brain cell department she could've just claimed to be here for the amateur show.
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