.. walking up the walk toward the bar.... each new step had taken weeks, but tonight he finally stood at the entrance.The Beachfront Bar was an open...y gay bar. A large billboard across the front of the bar advertized a “Drag Queen Review” in huge letters. In smaller letters it announced that Thursday night was “Amateur Drag Queen Singer Night,” Friday night was “Amateur Drag Queen Imposter Night,” And Saturday was “Amateur Drag Queen Stripper Night.” Tracey knew that if he ever got up the. I didn't know you are this crazy and foolish—"I climb up on the table straight away and inch towards him silently and inaudibly. He falls quiet and noiseless this exact moment, staring and gaping at me like he has see a living ghost or zombie creep and edge straight after him. When I make it to where he is, I gaze down at him lustfully and raunchily and then brush and sweep and budge my lips against his aggressively and intensely. He is taken back and shaken at the same time. I crash and run. Two days later, when she came back to the club, she exited the cab in only a stripper outfit. I doubted she expected the media, but a dozen reporters were there. It was the right amount for her first solo. There wasn’t any audio in the parking lot, but my office window was right there, and I had a parabolic microphone in my office. I liked to listen when people thought I wasn’t, and most of my staff knew the club was wired, so the parking lot is where a lot of secret conversations took. Have a seat on the settee over here."The housekeeper retreated and closed the door. Following the elderly gentleman's instructions, Fancy took a seat beside the gray-haired man. Her eyes watched intently as he withdrew an overstuffed wallet from his breast coat pocket and took out three pieces of paper currency.Fancy's dilating eyes fixated on the treasury notes as they were laid out side by side on the coffee table. The denominations of each bank note jumped into her mind. She gazed in.