Lara stepped off the main stage at The Pearl, listening to the cacophony of cheers and hollering coming from the crowd behind her. She had just completed her set on the pole and could still feel the excitement and adrenaline that accompanied performing in front of so many people. Pole work was probably the weakest area of her game, having only being able to practice during off hours at her old club, The Pussy Cat. The pro...

Dave Miller sat in his large leather chair staring at the security camera feed. This particular camera was pointed at a beautiful woman striding towards the front door of his establishment. The feed was a little grainy but there was no doubting it was her. You couldn’t mistake a body like that, he thought to himself. He had seen her pictures in her online application. He had responded immediately, inviting her in for an a...