Jim was at his office when he received his VIP invitation, he hadn't thought much about it when he filled out the membership papers the night when he first went into The Sin Bin. He had given them his office address for obviously reasons, his wife finding out being the biggest, and the thought of never hearing the end of it from his temporary live in mother in law made him cringe.<br/><br/>He enjoyed that first night very much, the women were beautiful, and the atmosphere of the upscale club seemed welcoming and relaxed, it was such a contrast from the seedy dimly lit strip clubs he remembered he and his friends frequented in lawschool. He spent a couple thousand that first night, enjoying a little bit of a cash bonus one of the firms more wealthy clients had slipped him for saving him millions on a divorce.<br/><br/>Jim left work that evening with a smile on his face, His VIP invitation in hand as he drove his car quickly to the club. He greeted the doorman, showing him the invitation and was escorted to the VIP room, a smile painted on his lips as he was lead to an empty table "Thank you" he said to the doorman.