Slow night at a strip club (the more people the better)

[MinaPi]

I look at the man as he sits down next to me. He slides his hand across my thigh. Usually I would brusquely brush him off, but tonight was different. I was tired of all the drama, of always being the fool.

I gave the man a sly smile as he continued petting me. I could feel the warmth of his hand heating up my skin. "Yeah, I guess I was pretty upset. You see that girl over there?" I motion towards the stripper with the red hair. "That little cunt has been fucking my husband and cleaning out our wallet while she was at it."

I pause to take a sip from my drink as if all of that didn't bother me and throw in nonchalantly, "If you want to do me a favor, you could see that bitch gets what she deserves."

A small smile curls the corners of my lips, as if I were joking in case he thought that I was deranged. If he didn't take the bait, then some other horny bastard would and I could tell him that it was all a joke.