Strobe lights and stripper poles were both being put to maximum usage, and Harri couldn’t help but smile at the enthusiastic dancing display for an ear-thumping Livin’ La Vida Loca. Anime Dicks shouldn’t even be that perfect, she thought to herself. Maybe he’d even come into the stall and want to fuck her. The pepper-salt business manager wore one eyebrow up, studying the young analyst with a hint of humour in his moustache. “Where have you been hiding?”
Patricia draped an arm around her shoulder, her breath pleasantly peach-flavoured from all the schnapps she had been inhaling. Patricia bowed, continuing her little jig before taking up Harri’s wrist and pulling her inside. We’re up to our necks in it with Susan having left, and I could really use a hand getting things nailed down before Monday.”
A pained groan resounded in Harriet’s head, exploring different excuses before
