Chapter 16
by 
Ai-R
What's next?
Penelope's Perspective (Sleazy Stripclub Owner)
I--
<Ding-Dong.>
I tap my fingers into my hips as I wait, the buzzer's loud cry echoing obnoxiously off the lobby's walls. No reply again. At this rate, one of the neighbors is going to come by before Paul does. Tsk. Stupid boy oughtta keep a better schedule. Show's me for trying to do him a solid and take him to the club for his birthday.
The girls were so very excited too. At least, they were going to be, after the first round of drinks... This damn son of mine, I swear. All that weedling about how I could expand my operations online and how the tripe he's learning at that school will totally be useful, and _this _is how he pays me back when I try to be nice? I swear I oughta call my 'friends' and --- No. Deep breaths, Penny. This is still your son we're talking about here. He's probably just sleeping in after a late night. Again.
Tapping my suit-dress again, I--
