There were lots of questions and whispers and maybe even a few rumors about whether or not anything happened between Kassidy and me in that short time...in my room, but I didn’t say anything to anyone. I mostly implied that there wasn’t any time for anything to happen. I’m not sure if she did but, if so, I didn’t care. Although we were all still over at the pool a couple more days that week, we didn’t get a chance to actually continue anything from that day for another week. That day, we arrived. Everyone say Hi.” “Hi Charlotte!” they laughed. “Now Charlotte here is married to an unemployed Computer programmer and since he couldn’t keep his job she has decided on stepping out on him tonight to help us with our party. (applause) Now because Charlotte is married you can’t take any pictures of her. Her husband would flip out if he ever saw a picture of her dressed up like a hungry slut. Charlotte is wearing a cocktail uniform tonight and it might be the sexist one I’ve ever seen. Since her. April had seen none of them hanging around the place.April racked her brain but couldn't remember what, if anything, Viv had said about how Jessica was dressed. It might have been a Webcam shoot gone wrong, April theorized.She also wanted to know how much a stripper made and why Jessica needed money bad enough to slip into that life. If she wanted to take a look at any of the places where Jessica hung around, she needed to do it that very night. She was facing three long nights at the clinic. I break our kiss for a moment and we look at each other. This is not a great idea. You are in charge tonight. We have to close the place together and you have to count down all the registers. If we get caught, it's both our asses, but you have worked hard to earn the trust of the owners. I'm just a dumb bartender. Even though I have a plan, I start to make a mild protest about being responsible. You tell me to shut up and live up the balls that you just felt between my legs. Fuck it. The.