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father is outstanding, but mine is better.
    “If this isn’t a strip club, then what is it?”
    “Supposedly it’s a burlesque lounge. The dancers there are gorgeous. At least that’s what I’ve been told. We shall see.” He shrugs.
    We drive a little further until the Uber pulls up to a building marked Faire L'amour Cabaret.
    Good lord.
    As we walk in, I take in the sleek sophistication of the place. The decadent nature oozes sex and sin. Low lighting and elegant furnishings only help to make the place more alluring.
    I turn to Jack, who is sauntering about as though he owns the place. A scantly clad woman walking in his direction has him perking up.
    “Jack, my love. I’m so glad you made it.” She takes him in her embrace, nearly suffocating him with her large chest. He doesn’t appear to mind at all. She is lovely although twice his age.
    “Guys, this is Madam Loraine. She’s the owner.” She beams at him.
    “Gentleman, welcome. I hope you enjoy our show tonight. Some of our best will be performing. Make sure you are here for the closing act. Our little Scarlet Pearl is here tonight. She’s a crowd favorite. You’ll know why when you see her.” She winks. “My Jack, I have the best seats in the house for you. Drinks are complimentary. Tip your server well.” She kisses him on the cheek and walks away, waving over her shoulder at us.
    Strange lot.
    Jack hooked us up. Our service throughout the night was impeccable. The acts are outstandingly bizarre, yet entertaining. Knife swallowing, fire throwing, tasseled ta-tas and loads of singing keep us enraptured for well over an hour while the never-ending bottles of liquor are served. Madam Loraine knows how to keep a man happy.
    The lights dim even further, and a single spotlight shines on the middle of the stage for the closing act. This has to be Scarlet Pearl. We’ve heard murmurings throughout the evening about the infamous vixen that has everyone here on the edge of their seats. She has to be something spectacular.
    From the ceiling, a seemingly naked woman is suspended by silk. At this point, I can only see her bare legs and long blonde hair. She’s alluring even from this limited vantage point. I watch transfixed as she twirls herself into some complicated handstand. People around me are oohing and ahhing, but I just keep watching this woman’s toned tanned legs.
    The woman twists herself until she’s hanging from the silk with her legs behind her in an L-formation. Looking at her profile, my entire body goes still.
    No. Fucking. Way.
    “She kind of looks like that spicy little nurse from this afternoon. What was her name…Brighten?” Jack says from my right.
    “Doubtful,” I stammer not thoroughly convinced it isn’t.
    “Oh it’s her, I recognized her as soon as I saw her at the hospital. Why do you think I brought you here? This isn’t your type of place, but I thought you’d enjoy this little surprise.” He chuckles.
    She lowers herself all the way to the floor hiding behind the piece of silk she was just hanging from. The music switches over to a sensual rhythm. Soon one red stiletto clad foot appears, running its way up the length of the piece of silk covering the woman. When she steps out from behind, my breathing stops.
    Tiffany Brighten. Fucking hell.
    I shoot daggers at Jack’s head. “It’s not her,” I lie.
    “It is”.
    She appears naked with the exception of a nude colored bandeau covering her breasts and a tiny nude thong. I’m ramrod straight in my chair. I have the urge to run onto the stage and cover her. I don’t want other guys seeing my girl.
    It may seem premature, considering we’ve only been together once and technically we’re forbidden, but she’s mine as far as I’m concerned.
    I watch as her hips sway to the music. She dips her head between her legs showcasing just how flexible she is. My dick becomes painfully hard, and I shift in my seat, adjusting my growing erection. Jack doesn’t miss my