Drinks flow and Bruce pays. You are at the horny house! moderately fine ass babes by your standards dance erotically on the stage. Then you see a conflict, Kasey Cane is the name she goes by here. She was a cocaine bitch in the party scene you once floated in. You try to get in her pants but you got played for cocaine funds with only a couple kisses rather then the hot night she promised. Then she began standing you up. This at a volatile confused time in your life. So when she knocks on your door three months after not hearing from her or your calls returned and she hugs you, claiming to love you. Kissing you, then stealing your wallet and splitting while your in the bathroom it was on.
A couple days later you pour sand into her gas tank and slash the tires of her car. Before leaving you throw a brick through her front window.
Not seen or heard from the bitch since. But here the cunt is dancing for dollar hand outs from the greasy hands of the perverted trash who worship at this sticky church.
You hate the user-bitch but you always wanted to see her naked. You slide up to pervert row. She recognizes you instantly. By the look on her face you can tell she knows you fucked up her house n car. Ha ha bitch. As she dances to smooth gangsta rap you can tell she would rather be just about anywhere then here. You don't tip you just watch her flesh. She reveals her fine peach tits with erotically perfect nipples. A treat for the world. You watch her get down to just those tall dominatrix looking boots. Trusting her hips naked, shaking her pussy about and the tips fly in. But when she comes around to your side she kicks you hard in the face with her boot. It gashes your face open and you will need seven stitches for that one. The bouncers pounce on you. Bruce tries to get them off you and he is punched out cold. You are beaten up and thrown outside in back in a pile of other drunks the bouncers have roughed up.