Could things get much worse at age 18? Mom's weirdo biker boyfriend is making my life miserable, and I desperately needed a job...and I had like ZERO skills. Working at the local strip club seemed like the only solution to my problems...but wow, did that even cause more problems. Or course, that was where I met Kirill, the hottest guy I'd ever known. Big upside there, but kind of a downer when I learned he was part of this Russian organization called the Bratva... The things a girl has to do to get by in this world. I was in for the ride of my life, in more ways than one... .......... "Master of the Strip Club" is work of erotic fiction intended for mature audiences only.