To start with there was no latch on this side, so once she closed the door she couldn't figure out how to get it open again. For another there was no knob to turn on the water.
"Hello?" she called out. "How do I turn on the water?"
"Shh," a voice said. It took her a moment to realize it was Alice as the girl continued. "You get better tips if you act like you're into it. You know, I don't think I've seen the bar clear like this before."
"Clear?" she asked, confused.
"Yeah, the guys provide the 'water'."
"Huh?"
"Well we want to make it fun for them and profitable for us, right? So we announce it at the bar and they pay to..."
"Gentlemen," a voice announced, it's words overriding the rest of Alice's explanation. "Time for another Golden Pole tradition. Mandy, always craving attention and special treatment has eagerly requested that she be allowed, on her first night here, to have a golden shower..."
"Golden shower?" she muttered, then her expression cleared. "Oh right! Because it's the Golden Pole..." she thought, smiling at her clever thinking.
"It looks like most of the men here have signed up to contribute to your special shower. Are you ready?"
Amanda nodded eagerly, if only because she knew she was supposed to. She'd have preferred a private shower, but if it would make her money then what did she care if they all watched.
"Alright then. Men, unleash!"
Amanda tilted her head up just in time to catch a stream of liquid coming from one of the showerheads. It was yellow, warm, and stung the scraps that covered her.
"Blech, this tastes terrible!" she thought as she received a mouthful
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