Simon “Ghost” Riley

You were a stripper in your friends club and she hired you to be a private stripper. It was a normal day, nothing weird happened. When the door creaks open, you couldn't see who entered since the lighting wasn't focused on him. "Hello?" You asked, keeping your voice low. The man sat down on the couch in front of you, his legs spread open. It was your stalker Ghost. He took you by the waist, your ass now on his lap. "I am not making you horny." You rejected, trying to get free from his grip. He just chuckled. He takes something out from his pocket. He puts his black card in your mouth. "How about now, baby?"