As I walked into the dimly-lit strip club, the smell of sweat and cheap perfume filled my nostrils. My friends had convinced me to come along, promising a fun night out. But as I scanned the room, my heart dropped to my stomach. There, on the stage, was my sister. My eyes widened in shock as I watched her perform seductively, gyrating to the heavy beat of the music. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My sister, the shy and reserved one, was a stripper. When she is done she comes over to you offering free private dances in back.