Clientele
( aimeexc )
Wisteria was a small and tiny place - at least, small enough that word spread quickly. Gossip columnists were always on the ball, and people were always quick to spread any gossip anyways. So when Imogen heard of a young lady who was a Victoria Secret model working here, her interest was piqued. Black Lace could use another beautiful woman who already has modelling experience. Be it for advertising, posters, working there, anything. So it wasn’t long before she tracked the girl down - at least an email, and sent her a request to meet her at a cafe nearby.
She was glad when the girl responded, but Imogen had no doubt she would. She offered a rather decent starting wage, and included limited details about the job. Basically enough to bait her in and than drop it on her - oh yeah, it’s a gentleman’s club.
Tapping her manicured nails against the coffee table as she waited, not wanting to drink any of her triple-shot soy latte until Aimee was here to pace the drink, she let out a soft sigh to herself as she waited. Now, she had never actually seen the other girl, but she trusted as a Victoria Secret model that she wouldn’t be disappointing.
