I had stopped walking right inside the doorway, its lock driving home with a thunderbolt-like click that rattled my spine. Behind the glass wall to my right, a single stripper danced in a bright room whose lighting didn't shine into our room. She had a thicker body than the two girls in my room, with bigger tits and a small, black landing strip splitting her olive-toned muff. Behind her, the room had a single stripper's pole that she wasn't using as she stood sideways to us, her body curving like a snake's as she danced up and down.

No one said a word to me. The men didn't look at...