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I am going to the strip club, “On All Fours,” after dinner. I get up from the table. Tell Gwen goodbye. Kiss her cheek. She looks sad. I almost turn back. I want to kiss her on the lips. Hold her. Carry her upstairs. Ravish her. Show her she is mine. I can’t tonight.
Gwen’s bodyguard, Roman, is stationed outside the front door of the penthouse when I leave. My bodyguards and I go to the club. I need to meet with Paul, Jr. and Dominick D’Amato, the manager of “On All Fours,” he is one of my Sotto Capos.
I arrive at our gentleman’s club – “On All Four’s” - which is a high class strip club on Chicago’s northwest side. The club caters to wealthier clientele. The customers are Chicago businessmen and wealthy male tourists. Most of the Outfit’s call girls work here as either waitresses, dancers, or hostesses. We do not offer prostitution at the club.Why?It is illegal. I know. I know. I pick and choose what laws I obey.
Dominick has an office on the main floor of the club, where we do business. His office is in the back of the club. His office is right next to the door to the windowless basement. The basement has a custom-made cell which is used for various purposes.
Our dancers provide adult entertainment, predominantly in the form of striptease or other erotic dances. “On All Fours” is a high-end nightclub/theatre/cabaret with a bar - complete with several poles for dancing, shower shows, luxury features and services.
Our club offers:
Full nude routines – The dancer is fully nude by the end of their performance.
Topless – The dancer’s upper body is exposed.
Bikini – The hostesses and waitresses wear only bikinis.
“On All Fours” also provides pay-per-view events and lap dances. Customers can pay for a champagne room for a private lap dance.
During a lap dance, the dancer rubs against the customer's crotch while she wears a bikini. The customer is not allowed to touch her. Private nude lap dancing with touching is only allowed in the champagne rooms.
The club has various platforms with poles for pole dancing. The interior of the club is upscale and modern – glass tables, cushioned booths, plush leather armchairs and couches, metal bar, strobe lights, DJ playing music, polished concrete floor, and elegant and pristine rest rooms. The place doesn’t smell like most strip clubs do. The club is dark inside except for neon lights. It looks like something out a science fiction movie.
I do not visit the club very often. I don’t fuck hookers, call girls, or whores.
As we enter the club, I am surprised when I see my father sitting in the VIP area. I haven’t seen him in the club for a couple of years. He waves me over. Gino and Frankie go sit at the bar and wait for me. I sit with my father. An attractive, busty, brunette chick is pole dancing, nude in front of his table. She eyes my father. He ignores her.
“Bobby! Good to see you.” My father claps me on the back. He is in a good mood. A little drunk.
“What are you doing here?” The music is loud I have to yell.
“I needed to get out of the house – a change in scenery. And the scenery here is lovely.”
He waives his hand at all the waitresses and dancers at the club. My father is old, not dead.
The nude dancer smiles at me. Knows who I am. Shakes her fake tits. Nice. They almost look real. Tonight, I am not interested. Perhaps another time after I have had my beautiful wife.
“Have you seen Paul, Jr.?” I ask.
“You just missed him. He went into the back with that red-headed stripper! No wonder he is having problems with Gia. He is not discreet enough.”
The red-headed stripper is Miranda.
“Great. Paul can’t keep his dick in his pants! We have a meeting with Dom. I hope he doesn’t take long.”
“I talked with Zach Fielding the other day.”
Uh oh. This can’t be good. I rub my forehead.
“Gwen is unhappy. She thinks you are cheating on her.”
“That’s ridiculous. I’m not.”
Not yet. Not until I have had her.
“Good Bobby. She is your wife. You need to keep her happy. Get close to her. Have a real marriage.”
“She is young. Insecure. Clingy. Bored.”
