Yes

• He paid me to… ..

She mimics the gesture she made in the booth, the two men smiling at each other.

• I don't want to guess… what did you do to him?

• I masturbated him, she answers softly, blushing.

-We don't say masturbate… we say stroke him off….

-Okay…

-Say it.

• I stroke him off, she repeats, blushing even more.

• Louder, Anthony didn't hear, behind the bar.

• I stroke him off, she says louder.

• Did you suck him too?

• No !

• Why ?

• He didn't want me to….

• Did you make him cum?

• Yes…

• Where ?

• On my stomach, she lies.

• Is there any cum to the ground?

• No I do not think so…

• Are you sure?

• No…

• Are you going to dirty the cabin all evening?

• No…

• I'm sure you're not going to do it…. You know why ?

• No…

• Because you are going to do clean jobs; do you know what a clean job is?

• No…

• You are really stupid you know ?... a clean job is when you make him cum in your mouth, and you swallow everything afterwards; Do you think you can do this or are you too dumb to understand?

• I get it…

• I recap one last time…. When you get out of the cabin, you come to see me… you give me twenty dollars for the cabin each time, and ten dollars more when you've done a job; is it simple enough for your empty head?

• Yes Steve ...

• Ok, don't try to cram me, I'll find out…. And I'm sure you wouldn't like to see me angry ...

• No, I'll be honest ...

• An honest dancer, says the bartender laughing, it's going to make a difference here ...

She blushes even more.

• Well, if you got it, go back to the customers ... there's money sleeping in their pockets.

She nods to him, takes her drink all at once, and walks back to the tables, still uncertain on her high heels.