No Nonsense Girl

Today I stopped in at a club I don’t go to very often for lunch. This is generally known as a non-extras place. Sitting at the bar, I saw a girl walking directly toward me out of the corner of my eye. I turn to look and, to my surprise, it’s a dancer I know fairly well from another club, although she doesn’t work there very often and I hadn't seen her for a while. I wouldn’t say the other club is known as an extras club, but they are definitely available. We chat for a bit and she said she just started working at the new club. I asked her if she quit the other place. The response: “No, I still work there, too. Come see me tomorrow and fuck me.” I think I know where I’m going for lunch tomorrow.