3 Human Years later:
Bright golden eyes danced under the disco colored lights as her body swayed with the rhythm of the music. Long black hair twisted into a braid moved along with her movement. Men and women stared in envy, as the woman on stage dipped and twisted her body on the pole. Then the music was over and the female blew out kisses, before returning behind the stage.
"Well done Eve."
"Good one girl."
"Thanks," she grinned returning to her room, the only female to receive their own.
Unclipping her jewelries and pulling off fishnets, she went over to her wardrobe. It was the end of her shift and she was dying to get out. Working day and night for the past few years were taking a toll on her. Unclipping her top, she grabbed the bra she wore earlier, but felt hands wrapped around her waist.
"Joe," she faked smile, "Please let go of me. My shift is over."
