Exoticdance Stories

*set wherever the fuck Tokyo Ghoul is.* Oliver is a twenty two year old fresh out of college who needs a way to pay off his debts. His friend hiori offers him a job working at her bar. All goes well, until he walks into the bar and is surrounded by ghouls and Itori hands him his uniform. A pair of tight leather pants and six inch heels. Can he handle the job? And what about the bartender who comes in on his day off just to watch him?