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I peeled a hundred off the roll, folded it lengthwise and tucked it slowly under the lace garter on her thigh.
Scarlett looked down at it. Then at me. Her eyebrows went up.
“Well,” she said. “Somebody’s having a better week than he let on.”
“I’m not. That’s sort of the point.”
She laughed, properly, head back. Then she put two fingers in her mouth and whistled across the room. “Jade! Get over here.”
Jade came over, sequins glittering, with a look like she’d been expecting this. Scarlett whispered in her ear. Jade looked me up and down and smiled slowly.
“He tips like that on the floor?” Jade said.
“On the floor,” Scarlett said.
“Then he deserves both of us.” Jade sat on the arm of my chair and ran a long nail down my chest. “Here’s the deal, big spender. VIP room. The pair of us. Half an hour. Four hundred.”
Scarlett perched on the other arm. “We put on a very good show together,” she said, and leaned across me and kissed Jade on the mouth, slow, with tongue, right in front of my face.
My brain short-circuited. My cock was trying to climb out of my jeans.
I had about three hundred in cash left. And a credit card that I had a feeling was very close to its limit.
“Cash or card, babe?” Jade asked sweetly.