Jasmine took a deep breath. “Okay, look. You know you did wrong. Don’t do it again and you can continue to work here. It’s the best gig in the city for strippers, you know that. We’ve got the place jumping every night. I also want you two to call Dr. Johnson and get tested. Those guys were scum and probably doing terrible things, so they were most likely using whatever girls they could find. That includes those who may not have been clean. Now go.”
“Okay, Jasmine.” Vi finally spoke. “We understand. Sorry about that, we won’t do it again.”
“Good.”
The two of them slunk out of the room and Jasmine turned toward John. “Was that helpful?”
“Yes, very. I need to make an immediate phone call.” John pulled out his phone and dialed Luke. He relayed the information about what the guy said. They had a discussion about what that could mean. John rang off quickly so that Luke could pass the word around to those investigating all this, including the names and the room number of the hotel.
John got up to leave and walked over to Jasmine. He gave her a hug. “Thanks for contacting me. That was really important information.”
“You’re welcome. I told them to go to the police, but they were afraid they might be arrested for prostitution. Rose said they were giving blowjobs to the other two guys while the third was on the phone. They haven’t been arrested for it yet and are still petrified of the police.”
“Well, then tell them to stop hooking. They will eventually get caught.”
“I know. I’ve been over it with everyone here. We don’t allow them to meet up with guys from here and we also have them tested regularly for diseases and drugs. I’m a little lenient for some drugs, but if they are into something that will hook them, I try to get them help before firing them.”
“Very smart. Is it working?”
“We have a reputation of having clean, pretty girls, a nice club, and we do fun events. That brings in the better clients and that brings in the better girls. We are doing very well in our sector.”
John laughed. “In your sector? What are you, a business major?”
“No, but I’ve been studying up on how to run a business. Marcus is letting me run the place and I’ll get a chance to own it soon.”
“Are you sure you want to go into your older years as a strip club owner?”
“Sure. But I could also build up the brand and sell it for a profit.”
“Okay, business major.”
“Well, are you going to hang around and check out the club?”
“I’ll check it out, but I’m heading home from here. I’m pretty tired.”
“Okay, John. I’ll see you later, right? You’ve been too much of a stranger.”
John nodded. “I’ll try to stop by more often.”
“Okay. You know we’ll take good care of you as a friend of the club.” Jasmine gave him a final hug. “See you later.”
“Goodbye gorgeous.” John kissed her on the cheek and left the office.
John did check out the club and it was still as dark as before because all clubs blacked out all the windows, but it still looked a lot better. It was less a dungeon and more a man-cave. Everything looked new and well maintained. There were two dance stages and the two strippers up there were very good looking and very good dancers. The bar looked much nicer and seemed well stocked. There were a couple of TVs over the bar showing sports channels and two over in the dark reaches of the club showing porn. Overall, the place had had a nice facelift.
John got home around 5pm and lay on the couch watching a move until he fell asleep. He was awakened by knocking on his door. He glanced at his phone. 10pm. What the hell?
John approached the door and carefully peeped through the peephole. Jasmine and Joyce/Lily were standing there, grinning.
John opened the door and let them in. They were both now wearing sensible clothes; jeans, shirts, and light jackets.
“Well, hello ladies. A little late for a house call, isn’t it?”
Jasmine turned to him and grinned. “It’s early in strip club time. We both just got off and thought we’d stop by and say hello.” She held up a bottle of champagne.
“Nice.” John headed toward the kitchen. “I’ll get some glasses.”
John retrieved a couple of champagne glasses from his one cupboard that contained his nicer glassware, and joined the ladies on the couch.
They discussed some things going on in their lives and laughed as they finished the bottle. After about 45 minutes, Joyce got up to go to the bathroom.
As soon as she closed the door, Jasmine grinned and nodded toward the bathroom. “You know she has a crush on you, right?”
“Really?”
“Yes. She told me she’s had it since she lived across the hall. Then you helped her mother and the whole family out and, in her words, fucked her to a fantastic orgasm a while ago. She was coming over hoping for another good fuck.”
“Well, I could probably handle that.” I grinned at her. “What about you?”
Jasmine grinned. “I’m just here to facilitate getting her into your bed. I’m not here to satisfy your natural male fantasy for a threesome.”
“There you go using those grown-up words again.”
“Thanks.” She looked over at the bathroom. “You going to take care of Miss Lonely in there?”
“Sure. I can do that.”
When Joyce returned from the bathroom, they discussed random subjects and finished the bottle of champagne. Jasmine got up to go, and when she did, Joyce made like she was going to leave, too. John took her hand and pulled her toward him.