Miss why would people want coffee when they are in your club drinking and watching the ladies. I have been in your club, not a place for coffee. Though I stay open on certain nights and I get the crowd leaving the club.
Then you were too distracted to noticed the patrons that actually order coffee. There are more than you would think and surprisingly there are some in this city that don’t drink alcohol, believe it or not. What I do know is that coffee intake at my club has increased over the last few months. But I won’t push the offer, I simply thought that it would be a good way for both of us to earn a bit more money.
"I do not. Why would I do that? Yes, I am a good dancer but I’m not a bitch about it. I just saying that I care about this club and you so I don’t want anything to happen to it. I know."
"We’ll see if that holds true and if you can find a dancer that deserves to be on that stage."
What would that be about miss? Oh how rude of me, come take a seat. We are closed anyways.
With pleasure [Viv made her way further into the cafe, soon sitting at one of the empty tables, one leg crossing over the other] Serving your coffee at my club. I’ll refund you 75% of the profit. I think it will also help with your business during the day as well.
Been having a slow few days and I mean slow I mean as no one coming in.
Well now that is no good. But perhaps I can help with that, I’ve been meaning to speak to you about something
Drew knew how to treat women and how to make them want him like crazy. He wished that he had continued driving, so he could have just fucked her right there in the car.
Before he had time to think she was already out of the car. There he was just sitting in the car with his cock out still as she looked back at him. “Of course I am.” He put his cock in his pants and followed after her. He pulled her into his arms and smiled.
She smirked as he approached her, the mistress easily moving into his arms when he pulled her in, “At least get me into the house first,” she teased, soon hopping up and wrapping her legs around his waist, “the door should be unlocked,” she said softly before her lips found his jaw, soon traveling along his neck.
The scent of his blood and the feel of his hard cock pressed against her made the mistress moan into the wolfs skin. She need him inside of him sooner rather than later, “Just…fuck me soon or I’ll lose it…”
Thanks handsome, business is well I hope
"Why would I do that? This club is all I have! I don’t have anything else Viv. So I wouldn’t put it in jeopardy"
"I know how much you enjoy telling others you’re one of the best, Rose. I reserve the right to be cautious. And being down one dancer is hardly enough to put my club in jeopardy. It’s been through far worse."