Jason's wife got tired of him complaining about her job down at the club, "it's not like that, Jason, sure guys hit on me, but it isn't anything too bad."
"Pam, I know what goes on during a lap dance," Jason said.
"Hon, I'm wearing pantyhose and a teddy, it isn't like they are fucking me."
"If it's all so innocent, why can't I come down and see for myself?"
"Sweetie, you know that's against the rules, no boyfriends or husbands are allowed, it's bad for business."
"I just wish I could see for myself, then maybe...what? Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Well, boyfriends and husbands are not allowed to visit, but what if I could get you a job there? Then you could see it isn't so bad."
"Tending bar?"
"No, the bar tenders can't see the lap dance couches, hon, but...there just might be a way..."
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