Gangzi rolled his eyes, "Damn it, these people actually think I'm gay."
I laughed out loud, "No worries, it's sort of a filter, isn't it? Otherwise, so many young girls throwing themselves at you, aren't you scared?"
Gangzi lifted his head proudly, "Scared of this? Not to mention one chick, even if a bunch came at me, I'd handle them all."
Gangzi and I were shooting the breeze on the platform; it took us a while to notice the commotion starting up in the middle of the dance floor, with people cheering something on.
Both Gangzi and I looked over to the center of the dance floor, only to see a hot babe in a catgirl outfit pole dancing in the middle of the floor.
Her face was covered with a kitty mask, which, along with her outfit, was irresistibly seductive.
As the babe moved, the crowd around the dance floor started to cheer. She lifted her fair leg, gracefully hooked it around the pole, and held herself in a challenging pose mid-air.
