I
think there is nobody on this planet who doesn't know who is Mr Grey
and his fifty shades. Or what does it mean being Mr Grey? In my
recent club in Germany, it was a quiet night, not so many customers.
This guy came in and sat in the booth in the corner. He was wearing a
blue jumper so actually, I should call him Mr Blue. I went over to
say hello but he was not interested. I would say he was a bit
arrogant and distant so I left him after 5 minutes talking. He was
just an average looking guy but he mentioned something that he's
special. (Oh yeah, everybody here thinks he's special!) Then I sat
with another customer in the next booth, but I felt he's watching me.
It kind of made me angry. If you don't want my company and pay me,
stop staring!
My
customer left and I sat alone while the other girls were working.
Suddenly this guy came to my table and sat down next to me.
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