Until I discovered that my long-lost uncle happened to be Hugh Hefner, and he decided that due to my background in photography and business management... that he was choosing me to leave his empire to.For most people it was a somber moment knowing that the Hef wasn't in fact going to live forever, but I took the challenge and met it head-on, starting with vowing to my uncle that I would continue the longstanding tradition of getting the biggest celebrities in the world to drop their clothes for. All for just keeping my mouth shut and my legs open. I have several regulars that ask for me when they come in, but so do most of the girls. Big name people rent private rooms to be intertained and party. No one to interrupt us either. The rooms are closed and no one can see inside. There "panic" buttons hidden in the rooms can push if things get out of hand but other wise, it's a free for all. Most of the time theres more then one guy and several dancers. Once in a while a husband and wife. The two lawmen were surprised that those in front did not make any effort to check for someone trailing them. It was as if they knew that they were the rulers of the Earth and they had no need to fear any one or any thing.The three renegades were not that sloppy. One rode to either side of Caleb and one rode close behind him. Caleb would have been a dead man if he had tried to escape, and he knew it. Caleb knew that he was caught like an animal in a trap that he had no way to escape; he could. Kat went all out on him. She stuck her titties in his mouth and was rubbing on him like you wouldn’t believe. I’m pretty sure he came in his pants.”“You’re fired!”“You can’t fire me! I was just doing my job!” Kyle said.“You’re job is to sell paper products, not pay strippers to sexually molest someone against his will. You’re fired!”“I’ll sue you,” Kyle said.“Sue me? You’re going to sue me? You’ll be lucky, if Howard doesn’t press charges!” his boss said.“This is bullshit!”“Clean your desk and.