Melodie walks through the back, her body tired as she walks to the private room. The man is sitting quietly as she walks in and starts dancing. Her body sways as she feels herself relaxing like it's drifting away on clouds. The song finishes, and he gets up and walks towards her. Melodie stays not moving, her mind trying to work everything out. She feels weird but happy and safe.
The guy reaches her and pulls her to him as his lips press against hers. Moans escape her mouth as he pushes her back onto the bed and his hands begin to remove her clothing. Melodie's body grows tired.
"He was right: you're f*****g perfect." The words become quiet in Melodie's mind.
"Melodie, where the hell are you and who was that?" Melodie looks around confused. Where's Dale?
"I'm giving an extra service.
