Mark Saw The The Next Person Wasn't Female.... They Were Male. Clover Belle, Also Known As Jack Or Seán, Had Blue And White Stockings On, A Black Playboy Costume, With Black Bunny Ears.  He Was Curvy, And Mark Fell In Love. Jack Sighed And Grasped The Pole, Wiggling Out Of The Costume And Threw The Ears Off As He Began Dancing. Mark Stared At Him, Then Gently Placing A Twenty On The Stage. "Someone Must Like Clover...." Ken Whispered. Jack Saw Mark Put The Money On The Stage And Picked It Up, Mark Began Placing  More Money On The Stage, Making Jack Stare At Him. Mark Slid Down In The Booth, Blushing. Jack's Time Was Over, But Managed To Excuse Himself And Talk With Mark. "H-Hi..." Jack Mumbled, His Irish Accent Hit Mark Like A Sack Of Bricks. "I'm Mark..." Mark Said, "I'm Seán. Seán William McLoughlin. But Call Me Jack. Or Clover Belle..." Jack Said. "I Like Your Hair." Mark Said, Looking At Jack's Green Hair. "Thanks, I Like Your Hair, Too. Red's My Favorite Color." Jack Said. "But I Thought Males Weren't Allowed To Do This." Mark Said, "I'm The Only One..." Jack Gasped As He Heard A Door Bang, And A Gruff Voice Call His Name. "I-I Gotta Go!" He Scurried To The Door, But Mark Grabbed His Arm. "When Can I See You Again?" Mark Asked, "Tomorrow Night!" Jack Whispered, Running. Mark Sighed, Going Back To The Car With The Guys. Jack Gave A Fake Smile As He Closed The Door, Seeing Johnny Stunt Sitting In A Chair.  Johnny Stunt Was The Owner, He Held Jack Captive For The Money, And Sexually Abused Him. And If Jack Said Anything Negative, He Would Get Killed. "Did You Get The Cash?" He Asked, Jack Sighed And Held Up The Money Mark Placed On The Stage. "Good Job! Now, Give Your Daddy A Lap Dance." Johnny Coughed, The Small Male's Brow Furrowed, But Started Doing It. "I Love You, Seán..." He Whispered, "I Love You, Too..." The Small Male Whimpered, Almost Crying. Mark Lay In His Bed, Thinking About Jack. "His Eyes Were Blue... The Color My Hair Used To Be." He Sighed. "His Hair Was Beautiful.... Green As The Leaves On Trees, In Summer..." Mark Said, "His Figure Was So Fragile, Like A Thin Vase." He Kept Saying Things, Until the Fell Asleep.