Not enough

I decided to try the night shift at the Raven. Would have been better had I bought a lottery ticket instead.

One beer. Fewer than 20 bucks in singles dispensed. Hardly a blink from any of the seven or more girls on the schedule. Only one had the gumption to say the word "dance" to me. Of course, she put a 60% premium on the value of her mouth to me. That's a no. Of course, she would have to be the slimmish body I might have picked. Bonnie, if that was her name, was swaying under the influence of ... something.

As for the rest, they just couldn't be bothered. Peaches has nice tits and a great smile. Storm was ripe in a sexy way. Neither seemed at all interested in more than singles. There were some wider girls who focused on their phones. That's okay because they aren't getting my cash.