"Do you know how to strip-dance?" Trenton Smith asked Norris Moore.
Norris tilted her head to the side, "Would Mr. Smith like to see?"
Trenton gave a faint smile: "Since President Foster wants to watch, why don't you show us?"
Norris stared at his carefree smile, an uncontrollable expression on her face. She turned her head and gave a soft chuckle before saying, "Alright."
Strip dancing had been fun for her before but now, it felt humiliating.
Long since having lost her dignity, she had no choice but to endure the insults of Norton Foster and Trenton Smith.
She stood up from her chair and selected the song "Pour Some Sugar On Me".
With sultry music streaming from the speakers, Norris walked onto the stage and tossed her hair.
The light seemed to blur due to her movement.
The smile on her lips was bewitching, her eyes provocative.
