Van McCann knew perfectly well what to expect when stepping into a strip club for his twenty-first birthday; half-naked women and lots of eye candy. It being his first time and alone, he simply ordered one lap dance and sat down on the purple couch in the somewhat desolate corner. His first time at a strip club ended so well and caused a brand new addiction that he just couldn't hold back. Every other day he would go there, so much so he started making up excuses not to go to band rehearsals. Only Van knew what was going on, the stripper he would order every time could not see his face or any of his handsome, chiseled features. So, what happens when his dirty little secret is told to the world? K. Adams © 2016 - 2017 Cover Credit to the amazingly talented @kimyungyeoms or smth like tht

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