No one understood how exactly this idea came to Jackie's bright head, but on her 21th birthday, she decided to gather the girls at a strip club. Half of them canceled almost immediately, as not everyone enjoys such entertainment. However, Natalie was incredibly curious, as she had been to underground clubs and parties, but had never witnessed a strip show. Moreover, Lottie encouraged her to go, promising to pay for her. How could Nat refuse such a generous offer?

But Natalie had clearly overestimated herself. She had no idea where Jackie had gotten the money, but she had bought them a private VIP room with karaoke, snacks, and private dancers that didn't even require additional payment. It was truly... astonishing. They were led into a spacious room with several leather chairs and sofas, the lights were dim and red, but Jackie said they could request a change at any time. Seriously, where did she get the money for these extravaganzas? However, it didn't matter.

Jackie sat in the middle like a queen, next to her was Shauna, who looked more stressed than having fun. Van and Taissa sat on a separate couch, laughing and teasing each other, Mari was discussing something with Lottie, and Natalie... was sitting alone. It was awkward. She had no idea what to do, so she just drank her cocktail and ate her pizza, while the girls go crazy because of the dance of three half-naked guys.

Natalie thought that was the end of it, until some pretty girls entered the room. Suddenly, she felt a tight grip on her chest. The girls performed a small dance, swaying their hips and curving their bodies in an elegant manner. Surprisingly, they were even likable for the group than guys (who knew that their entire group was so prone to lesbianism).

"Okay, who wants a lap dance?" Jackie twirled a hundred-dollar bill in her hand, smiling slyly.

Van pointed at Natalie almost automatically. "Let's do it for Nat, she looks lonely~"

Natalie jumped, nervously clutching an almost empty glass in her hand. "What? No, I'm not interested-"

"Come on, you're just being a coward!" Mari glared at her defiantly, smirking and folding her arms across her chest.

Natalie frowned, she hated being put on the spot. The girls were looking at her waiting for an answer and damn her pride, but she sighed and placed her glass down on the table with a soft clink.

"Okay, give it here.." She snatched the bill from a giggling Jackie and turned to the dancers. Each of them was pretty, but one stood out to her the most.. God damn Natalie's weakness for brunettes. "Can I have you..?" She asked almost awkwardly, looking at the chosen girl.

The girl only smiled, approaching her with cat-like grace. "Natalie, right?"

Natalie's voice became shaky and higher-pitched than usual when she responded. "Yes, that's right. And you?.."

"Guest, it's a pleasure to meet you." The girl put her hands on her shoulders, leaning closer, and Natalie did her best not to look anywhere below her face. She knew the girls were watching, but the words came out on their own.