Five Years Ago(New York)
"What the hell are you playing at?" Roley asked Tunde.
"Are you here to question me? Or you want to be pleasured?"
Tunde smiled, "If I remember quite correctly, I paid to have you for the whole night, and I also remember your boss telling me, you are mine to do with as I please for the night."
"So then, allow me to do my job. Allow me do what you freaking paid for."
"Tell me your real name."
She looked confused, "why are you so bent on knowing my real name? Of what use would that be to you? Or are you some sort of police officer, or something?"
"No I'm not, I just want to know your name."
"Look Mr, I don't want any trouble, I just want to do my job, and leave."
Tunde stood staring at her, why was he doing this? Why is he even here with her in the first place? Who brings a stripper to a hotel just so he could know her name? This doesn't make any sense, and he needed to stop it.
