Something Perfect in Coloured Lights

Caspar's pretty sure he doesn't he doesn't have a stripper kink.

Pretty sure.

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Caspar's workplace of one and a half years decides to celebrate an "enormous" contract landed with a night out - at a strip club. Caspar's been to his fair share, during his friends' crazed university adventures, but nothing like this one. It's co-ed, and has a few choice words Caspar might associate with it - sleezy, overpriced, /personal/.

Joe's a dancer, has been ever since he was picked off the streets back four years ago. He's just one cog in the large illegal prostitution ring: one floor strip club, other floor brothel. He doesn't see the outside world; he's limited to the pole where he earns his pocket money, and the bed where he earns his right to keep living.