You go to the juke box

You decide that the less crowded and frankly less creepy place in the bar is the jukebox standing at the end of the bar. You walk through the admiring crowd amidst a series of wolf calls, dirty jokes and simple panting. You reach the jukebox, check the songs available and quickly get disappointed. It seems that the music here is older than the customers! Not the proper way to celebrate graduation day.

Still, your spirits are so high that nothing can stand in the way of your celebration. You quickly drop one of the few coins left in your purse in the slot and choose a nice old country tune. You start moving along with the music, gyrating your hips in a sexy way while you still browse the rest of the songs in the juke box. All around you the bar seems to have gone mute and you can actually feel the stares of all the customers concentrating on your sexy bum as it turns and slides in the air, following the music that glares out of the juke box.

You actually start to feel aroused by the success you have on this bunch, attracting their full attention and almost feeling their lust building up by the moment. Lost in your thoughts and in the music, you yelp in surprise as you feel something cold touching the skin on your arm.

You quickly turn and see an attractive man in his late 30's, dressed in a nice suit, holding a cold beer for you as he flashes you a perfect smile. You wonder how on earth you didn't spot him when you entered the bar.

"That was one hell of a dance miss" he says, "I was wondering if I could offer you a beer and get a chance to share a dance with you". You blush as he gives you one more of his winning smiles, coupled with a wink. You take the bottle and start dancing with the stranger. Hours seem to pass by as he keeps on bying you drinks and chatting with you. You get more aroused all the time, as the stranger, apart from being totally handsome is also very funny and a great dancer. You start dancing closer to him, lrubbing your crotch on his thigh from time to time, or pushing your butt against his body when you dance with your back against him.

Finally, as the conversation comes up to the point where you tell him that you're pretty much broke and you have no plans for the future he gives you a wide smile and tells you he can help you. With that, he takes a card out of his wallet and holds it out for you. "I am the owner of a club and I am always in need of beautiful girls like you" he states. You frown when you notice that the club is named "Kittens". He notices your frown immediately and quickly adds "It's not that kind of club. Sure you'll be dancing on a stage, and there'll be men waving 20 dollar bills at you. But you don't have to do anything apart from dancing. And I know that you can do that well!"

You're still a bit dizzy from all the beer that you've drunk and the arousal that you feel from dancing with the guy. Yet, you still hesitate as he holds out his card in front of you.