About the book: 2022 / If I knew that my future boss would order a private dance, I would probably run from the club, my heels sparkling. He was one of the drunken customers who wanted to enjoy the frank spectacle. And he came, as luck would have it, on my first and last night at work, when I decided that provocative dancing and annoying guests were not my thing, even though the tips here were excellent. “It was you,” Victor glances at me with a slight grin. “I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” I respond coldly and distantly, and I curl my toes in tight shoes. She leans in my direction, squints and whispers with a velvety hoarseness: “You have a mole under your right buttock.” Limitation: 18+