She stops just inches away from me, and leans in close. He nods discreetly towards the woman, and I follow his gaze to a stage in the corner of the room, partially hidden by a tattered velvet curtain. Some cancers they still haven’t figured out how to cure and I won the genetic lottery on that one. It’s an older car that still has the manual driving feature. She takes a step closer to me, her eyes locked on mine, and I can feel the heat emanating from her body. As I reach into my pocket for my keys, I notice there is a business card from the strip club. The girl doesn’t even flinch or react in any way. I watch her go, feeling a mixture of desire and regret. Suddenly, I’m back in the strip club sitting at the bar. “A spark that can’t be taught, only awakened.” She takes a step closer to me, her wings fluttering slightly as she moves. They have a lot more experience.” Her eyes sparkle with mischief. As she reaches the edge of the stage, she leans down and places her hands on the stage, her breasts inches from my face. I take a sip of my whiskey, feeling the burn all the way down, as I watch her.
