Persuaded...

"Come on...." Lindsay grabbed her hand. "It'll be fun... just like old times."
"How...how do you know Horace will even want me to dance?"
"Girl..." Lindsay beamed at her. "I've got videos of you dancing saved from back in the day. I've showed them to him before."
"What?!" Beth was a little scandalized.
"Short clips! Nothing crazy. Enough for him to know you'd do fine. He told me anytime you want, he's got papers already lined up for you."
Beth chewed her lip, curling a strand of her hair around her finger as she wrestled with herself. I really...shouldn't...
"Good! It's settled then." Lindsay sipped her drink.
"I didn't say yes!"
"I know that look. You're going to say yes." She really was a smug bitch sometimes, Beth thought, but she also knew that Lindsay had sussed her out.
"....fine. But if you breathe..."
"Of course not."
"And just one time. If I'm not happy, I'm out of there."
"Sure. This is going to be so exciting... maybe we'll get lucky and some rich idiot will want us to give him our patented two girls experience!"
"Lindsay! I'm not doing that! I'm...." she lowered her voice. "I'm getting...married."
"Oh, not that! Just a double lapdance, girl. Get your mind out of the gutter, you slut." Lindsay's tone was mocking.
"Ugh... why am I friends with you?"
"Because you love me."
"Yeah, yeah...." Despite the ambivalence of her words, inwardly, Beth found that she was quite excited. It really would be fun, and good for her spirits, to spend some time getting ogled for money. Just ogled! Nothing more.