Jon smiled and leant over giving Sarah a kiss.
"Bye Richy," he giggled.
"Bye babe," grinned Sarah, waving.
Jon turned back to the club and strutted in as Sarah drove off. Inside the club was gloomy, the chairs stacked on the tables and the stage lights off. Milling around the centre stage were a few other strippers, and to Jon's lack of surprise they all had head switches too. They all turned to look at him and he started to grin and wave hello when the sight of their faces jolted him back into control. Two of the strippers were strangers, but two were people he knew.
