Harry in a see-through purple dressing gown was shaving his legs before the night's performance.
Thinking back over the past 5 years since he had his body life and career stolen by some cheap hooker he picked up whilst on a friend's stag do to Las Vegas.
He never discovered how she did it and for the first few weeks he was depressed and was not enjoying her chosen profession.
Men came and went in a whirlwind of sex and money and at first it made him sick to be sleeping with so many men.
One day everything came to a head & decided he was going to get his life back on track.
He started off by getting a job at one of the local casinos.
Greeting people and serving drinks the costume was ridiculous and he knew he could make more money on his back but he was determined not to return to that life.
After 2 years working as a waitress and with what little money he was able to spare he took dancing and singing lessons and landed a job as a chorus girl for one of the major casinos in Las Vegas.
One day after the performance he was singing in the changing room.
He was overheard by the stage manager who gave him Wednesday Thursday and Friday graveyard shifts on stage he knew he was know Whitney Houston or Celine Dion but there was something lovely about his voice that brought in the crowds.
So now for the past 3 years he had been the headline act 5 days a week 3 acts a day for the Pink Flamingo Club making plenty of money living in one of the hotels sweets and things couldn't of been better and if he could he would thank the woman for doing this to him as his life was not that great as a man.