Chapter 147 Vip（1）

Becca was on the stage, wearing a sash with a crown on her head as a male stripper danced all over her. The swell of his dick was evident in his leather pants, but she didn’t seem to mind as she grabbed his ass.
This was her scene.
Waylen was elsewhere. He disappeared into the crowd because he didn’t want to suffocate me with his presence. His words, not mine. He was unusually nice, but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Plus, I had witnessed his sweet side. I knew he could be good if he wanted. I meandered through sweaty bodies to find my other best friend. Fumi was short, so she could easily get lost in the crowd.