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always knew he was going to sing, and so when he
joined a band at the age of fifteen and a few years later they made
it big, it was natural for Tom to come along and join him on every
tour, promotion and event alike. It was a natural progression when
Jason went solo after the band split up that Tom became his
personal assistant. For the most part it worked. Being so close,
Tom knew what Jason liked and didn’t like, but as he also had to be
professional, sometimes their friendship ended up a little strained
from day to day. Despite everything though, they remained best
friends and Jason knew he’d never find another like him, especially
since these days it was hard to tell who was actually there for you
and who was interested in your money or your fame.
    If Jason
had his way, he probably would have stayed in tonight and slept,
the Lord knew he needed the rest. He had just finished a worldwide
tour that had lasted over a year, so although lying low and
recording was downtime for him, he felt he still wasn’t rested
enough. Tom, though, had other plans. He had sent Jason to his room
to get ready and then he was ‘taking him out.’ He wasn’t sure where
they were going but he had heard him mention a strip club in the
plans. Reluctantly, he’d agreed.
    Jason
and Tom were staying in the best hotel they could find, their rooms
next to each other. Of course, a handful of security was also
stationed at the doors. Jason hated the fact he had to walk around
with an entourage, but he knew it was for the best. He knew from
experience some girls could go pretty crazy and if anything, it
saved them rather than himself. Sometimes though, he did just go
out alone and hope no-one noticed him, and on occasions, it did
work.
    Jason
finally rubbed shower gel over his muscular abs and chest, and then
under his arms before moving back under the water and letting it
drain off his body. Finally clean, he cleared his mind and stood
silently under the showerhead, enjoying the sound of the running
water as it pounded over him and felt the heat radiate through his
body.
    As he
stared idly into the steamy confines of the bathroom, a sudden
knock on the bathroom door made him jump slightly, shattering his
rare moment of peace and quiet.
    “ Jase!   You better be getting ready in there!”   Tom’s muffled voice said
through the door.
    Jason
snapped out of his zombie-like state and rolled his
eyes.
    “ I’m in the shower, man!”
    “ Well you better be outta the shower
in five minutes tops, we got things to do, places to be”
    “So you keep saying.”
    Dee
      Club X's neon sign illuminated the sidewalk
with its gaudy colours. If anyone was new to this town, they would
probably think 'cheap' before they even stepped inside. However, it
was also cheap drinks so for anyone who didn't mind the strippers
around them; it was a popular spot for pre-drinks. As Dee got to
the corner of the block she could see there was already a queue of
people waiting in the barriers outside to get in. Most were men,
but there were a few females too. She eyed up the line as she
walked past just to get an idea of her clientele tonight. As she
walked past the barriers and headed straight in the front door, a
few people sighed and sent  dirty looks her way, not realising
she worked there. The security guard, Raoul, nodded at her as she
entered. He was one of Dee's favourite bouncers at the club. He was
a stocky Hispanic man with caramel skin and a friendly smile. He
didn't speak too often, but would always smile and greet you, and
if you had any trouble, he'd be sure dealt with it. Dee liked that
he was quiet; it was a nice change from most people she knew. He
never asked too many questions or got involved in her life, he just
did his job and went home to his family; a nice man.
    Dee
always showed a little early to work, just to get a free drink - or
two - at the bar before her shift. One perk of working here was she
never had to pay for a drink. The bar staff would

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