John's Strip club

[patford31769]

OOC: This thread is tailor-made for me. I really AM an exotic dancer! As is my real-life lover, Lola.

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I show up for the interview in a completely unbuttoned, long-sleeve, button-front white blouse (except that I buttoned the cuffs). I tied this blouse in a knot just below my breasts. I paired this top with tight, white, lace-up-the-front shorts.

"Hi, I'm Patty," I begin in a cute and very seductive little-girl voice. "And this is my bestest friend in the whole wide world. Lola. We live together. We're lovers. We are both 5'6" brunettes, both 38Cs.

"I have been an exotic dancer for the past 9 years, in a very exclusive gentlemen's club in Honolulu. And Lola here recently started working there, too. In fact, our work is how we met and became lovers. We do EVERYTHING together! So if you hire one of us, you'll have to hire us both.

"Here, let me show you my trademark routine that all the guys in Honolulu love so much."

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I walk over to the club's brass pole, and I shinny up to the top by my hands and legs. I then swing myself upside-down at the top of the pole, and I lock my legs around the pole, holding on by my ankles and knees. In this upside-down position, I untie my blouse, unbutton the cuffs, slide my blouse off my arms, and toss it down to the stage. I then wrap my arms around the pole, and the cold of the brass against my cleavage turns my nipples all big and hard. The club manager definitely notices this, and he smiles appreciatively.

I reach up to unlace my tight, skimpy shorts. I unlock my knees from around the pole, still locking my arms and ankles around the pole, and I slide my shorts up past my knees. Now I lock my knees around the pole, and I release my ankles, so I can slide my shorts up past my ankles. I then drop my shorts down to the stage.

I am now hanging upside down and naked at the top of the brass pole, with my knees, ankles, and elbows locked around the pole. I start slowly slithering my way down the pole, and when I reach the stage, I slither across the stage on my naked belly, knees, and breasts. When I reach the tip rail at the very edge of the stage, I roll over onto my back, raise my knees, place my feet flat on the stage floor, slowly spread my legs apart, and slide my finger up my naked pussy, which is topped by a neatly-trimmed triangle of dark pubic hair.

"My turn to audition," Lola grins. She is wearing a black tank-top, and a red-and-black checkered Catholic school girl miniskirt. She has an enormous gold cross on a chain around her neck. She pushes the club owner down in a chair, faces him, straddles her legs over his, and slowly, sensuously, provocatively pulls her tank-top off over her head, while grinding her crotch against his. I lean in and kiss and lick her beautiful round breasts and hard pointy nipples.

Lola spins around now, and stands up in front of him, presenting her backside to him. She flips up the hem of her Catholic school-girl skirt, presenting her tight, round, luscious booty to him. She slowly spreads her legs apart in an upside-down V, giving him a spectacular view between her ass cheeks and straight up the inside of her sweet, cute little pussy. She reaches around behind her, clasps the club owner's hand in hers, and slides his right middle finger up her warm, wet, horny, hungry pussy.

He withdrews his hand from her pussy. Lola spins around again and faces him, still holding her skirt up, so he can see her dark Mohawk line of fur just above her wide open and very wet pussy. The club owner slowly licks her pussy-dew off of his middle finger, as he and Lola smile at each other

"So," Lola grins, "are Patty and I hired?"

 

[Dulchenea]

omg

blithely i walk into the back door of the club, but hear there's action in the main theatre. one stunning woman is panting a little, and glowing as though she's already done her act, and another is performing on the one pole we've had installed [gotta say it john, thanks for insisting on top of the line everything from cuffs to muffs, bossman] but i'm dumbstruck..... these women are awesome..... it takes me some seconds to collect myself, and several many more before it hit me like a ton of bricks that these bitches were making me as hot as anything i'd ever seen.... then,,,, oh god... she has a catholic uniform on, that's my schtick.... i begin to panic bu pull it together. we have time and room to work this out..... there's probably gonna be more than one catholic scvhool girl lover in the audience; besides, i have my little girl sailor dress with that wonderful tie and my brother's old boy scout uniform.... that's always a hoot. i'll just slip back out the way i came in and get with these lovely ladies and john later on, when they're not busy. plus........ if i don't get outta here...........i might fuck em now. i gotta go get laid. bad. and rememberq: all puns always intended.

 

[ilikewomen]

...:-O

After a hard day of interviews, i was EXHUASTED!!! Then this Patty broad shows up witht his Lola chick. I check them out. Not too bad if i do say so myself, and Lola was wearing one of those Catholic school girl skirts. Those have ALWAYS turned me on! Patty started telling me about her experience, which wasn't too bad, and i know for a fact that next time im in the area, i'm going to see her show.

As she climbed up on the poll and started stripping, i must say that i was very impressed. I'm not quite sure when, i but i think after she dropped her shorts onto the stage, my mouth fell open and my cigar fell out. Then i heard a crash and a splash as I see my broken beer mug on the floor. She could stop now, she was hired already. Lola could be a complete waste of time for all i knew at this point, and I'd hire her anyway just for Patty.

When Lola started herself, i realized that she was not goign to be a waste of time AT ALL. When she sat on me, i thought i'd have a heart attack, and while she continued to grind my swelling manhood, i began to realize that the job wasn't the only thing i was interested in giving her.

While the two continued their routine, i even let my thoughts ponder to a threesome. Getting so deeply involved in my fantasy i realized that i needed to start paying attention to their routine again.

Lola very seductively spread her legs and shoved my finger up her pussy. What can i say? It was too hot, it smelled too sweet, i had to lick it off! She tasted...i can't even describe how she tasted. It was a sexy mix of cinnamon and sugar! I reached forth for another taste, but to my dissappointment, she got off my and stood next to her lover.

"So," they seductively cooed together. "are Patty and I hired?"

I think at this point my beer on the ground caught fire as the hot ashes fromt he cigar touched it. All I could do was sit there and stare, soaking myself in my own drool as i stared at the two stifflingly hot beauties in front of me.

By the time the fire fighters came and extinguished the small flames, i was finally able to choke out (still out of breath) "yes" in the weakest and highest voice I've ever heard myself have.

Sighing, I threw a rug over the charred ground.

 

[catlover]

Thor

Having retired when I sold my own strip club, I took the opportunity to work here, and immediatly contacted my bottom lady, Patty to come join us at the new club

She brought her new friend and lover Lola, whom I hadnt met, but about whom I'd heard a lot

The best thing was that I got to watch them audition at their interview, and they didnt disappoint either of us.

We all looked forward to the grand openng

 

[patford31769]

Patty

I thought this club owner, John, was experienced! But when Lola and I launched into our sexy stripping act, he got so flustered that he spilled his drink, his cigar fell out of his mouth into the alcohol, and he damned near burned the whole place down, before Lola and I could even start working there! I wonder what he would have done had Lola and I auditioned with our very popular routine of stripping EACH OTHER!

As John was dealing with the firefighters, and my old friend Thor the bouncer [Hi, Thor, it's GREAT to see you again!] from our Honolulu club was helping him to clean-up the blackened mess, I barely heard John tell us that we were hired. Instead, all of my attention was riveted on this super-hot chick, in a Catholic school-girl skirt that was even more sizzling than Lola's. This mystery sexpot was just then leaving by the club's back door. If I didn't know better, I would swear it was her luscious body's radiated heat that nearly burned the club down a moment ago!

"Who was THAT?" I gasped in astonishment and lust.

"Oh, HER?" Johnny laughed. "That's just Dulcie!"

"There's nothing 'just' about her!" I grinned. "She is SPECTACULARLY beautiful! God, how I'd like to lock myself into a very tight 69 with HER!"

"Mmmm-HMMM!" Lola agreed, greedily licking her lips. "Me TOO! Oh, me TOO!"

 

[ilikewomen]

IC and OOC

IC With Thor at my side i knew this club was going to be a smashing success, but with only one more day until the grand opening, a lot of work needed to be done. Thor and Dulcie have done a lot to help me, and i know our hundreds of viewers will not be dissappointed.



OOC I might create a new thread for the strip shows last minute if i need to. They should be easy to find. Johns Strip Club Week 1 and stuff like that.

The date auction can start as soon as the girls are finished, and it will go on until Friday. Girls, please tell me if you ARE NOT interested in participating. Also, the dates can be private or on another thread, but it might get a little confussing if we have 5 dates going on and club bussiness on one thread. It would be easier for the viewers if it was done like that. That's it. Girls, get ready for tommorow night, guys and girls that swing that way, get ready for the show of your life!

 

[ilikewomen]

time to prepare for the big show

"FINALLY!" I said to myself. Looking over my wonderful dancers lists of what they needed, i saw that everything was finally in. Immediately i began to clean up the place. I did the usual, sweeping, dusting, moping, all of that. Then i moved all the props backstage. Though, never being a man who enjoyed manual labor, i wished desperately that Dulcie would get here soon to help me out.

 

[gina3]

saunters in the backdoor...

all primped and ready to work, costumes in hand

 

[Dulchenea]

here we goq**

the place is ready, and john and i did one hell of a job 'working' through the night to get it just right. entryway black leather semibar for discreet cover charge depending on the seat.. prosceniumm stage..... scrim in back nice lit with stars, or not, as the lighting sees fit; two can fit/strip behind it in shadow, on poles with one cage hanging between them if we choose to let it go semi sheer... front of scrim what apear to be solid gold poles, one on either side of the stage, not blocking view of any scene perhaps behind scrim. stage right has stairs down into the audience after a brief runway.... seats there are obviously a higher cover charge. 'restrooms' are set up to be individual... about ten of them... with lots and lots of privacy............the place is dark but sparkly and somehow party like; a mix of old time speakeasy and 22 century magic and money... while the basic sexuallity remains. we even found a girl to sell cigars, cigarettes, tiparillos in a little box hat.... just for tips. john is so hot.... on the upper wings and crossovers where all the cuffs are hung and stored, and on everything else, he insisted on a one top class; i know he takes care of his dancers; i feel safe with him even though im scared to death.
i have to admit , tho, i was scared to death when we were first on that catwalk, swinging like nuts, but he made sure i was so alright that swinging was barely enough for me, i thought it would be okay if i just flew off into space... i never knew i could explode like that.....he was probably thinking of someone else but who caresq? he scared the shit out of me when he took me in the side stage curtain in the dark like that, just shoving against the wall from behind, but by then i knew his scent,and at least knew it was him, and oh god.... i know this is gonna run rampant in my act tonight, and i thought i had it together beforeq*******

 

[Dulchenea]

i can't believe it but i have to.......

i think back on that two whoman team yesterday, and i can't believe what i did... knowing they'd leave through the back, i just hung around abit, reaeeeely hard for me i am soooooo shy.... pretending to look for something in my car. when i heard them come out i pretended to be startled [easy enough, i was pitched so tight i might have well have been a violin string instead of one giant clitcunt].... and i couldn't help blut flushing but i did manage a fairly normal tone when i said....um... hiq*** i saw part of your audition, and boy, i'm hoping you can give me a few pionters.... i'm new at this.... kind of shifting one foot to the other, looking at one then the other of them, arms around each others' waists, me so jealous ii look to the ground and the blush spreads down to my chest. oh pooh, honey, with your looks you're a natural, one of them said, i think the one called pat; then the other giggled and said plus, you've already got the hang of the outfitsq**** and i didn't think i could blush deeper, but i did, and just like when i was in seventh grade, i tried to make my skirt look longer. maybe, i said, but i'll never make them look the way you do. they were so sweet and so goddamm sexy... the one called pat saw how i was genuinely intimidated and genuinely interested in being friends, and she put her hand on my arm in a way that made me look up while she said, hon, we all start somewhere. when she tilted my head up for a kiss i was giddy.....she brushed my lips barely while my titscuntpussynavelchestkneesbrain everything melted into one giant desire and somehow power..... i so wanted her to want more... i faced her openly, and there's a lot of me behind these orange specked amber eyes. she was smiling gently and wickedly at the same time... looking between me and her lover. though our kiss had broken her brand was upon me, and i was a different whoman for it, whatever cums next. i shuddered once, smiled briefly tilting head, and raised it again in a smile of thanks for what she'd... they'd... already done for me.. and invitation to 'do' more.
ooc:so what's up with a new thread bossman?

 

[ilikewomen]

Heading to my car, i only had one thing to say to myself, "DAMN! I'M HORNY!" Unfortunately... actually looking back, fortunately for me, i ran into a sight in the parking lot. Lola, pat, and dulcie were all kissing. I inched forth for a better look, hoping to get caught so they'd invite me into the fun.

 

[ilikewomen]

new thread

the new thread was supposed to be for the show that was supposed to be tonight, but its getting late and no one has performed yet. where are you guys?

 

[Dulchenea]

here cums dulcie

.....i am so nervous but i'll use that in the act.... flushed already but they'll love that too; yellow rose lighting, good, thanks you guys fr pulling it all together.... top of the pole from the catwalk, climbing to the swing.... navy girl dress [what littler thhere is of it],,,, up above the spotlight, i begin singing...... let me entertain you.... let me, make you smile.... swing lowers to the beat, at first on downbeat lights on my face.. on 'smile', lights on my ass rising very high in the air.... whisper of appreciation from the audience as they see their first taste of pussy all night...... swing continues to lower, i'm giving head to a lollipop while holding on with one hand, eyes innocently roving the audience..... let me do a few tricks.... some... giggle old and then some new tricks [throw head back shove lollipop back like swordswallower with naughty caught in the act look to a few who are already looking hungry out there]..... i'm veeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyy ver sa tile doing nice little jump off swing so whole skirt is blown up in front, and i twirl to try to retrieve it from all sides, only fltuttering it, of course..... pretending to have been discomfited, turn back to audience flushed to chest, shoulder tilted.... turn and run around as if running away but just to behind swing, wich has been slightly raised.... ask the audience coyly... 'wanna seeq?' they are grinning and grunting like fifteen year olds...... and i just lift the top of the navy dress, which of course is only over the shoulders, and rest my beautiful breasts on the swing...... i begin crawling up it, humming to myself, commenting about the silly skirt anyway... and feet on each end of swing, knees fully bent, splayed, swinging widely back and forth and round to the audience, my humming resolves into on the gooood ship lollipop and the spotlight hits the glistening cunt with the telltale white paper stick exuding..... enticing... it's a sweet trip giggle/chuckle into bed we hop where the [lean back so nipples peak and lights spotlight] play... on the sunny beach of peppermint bay... lemonade stands everywhere [back to now furiously dripping cunt] swing legs around, leave in lollipop, jump off swing, trail off singing, kickin around.... with my feet, just shufflin..... sometimes pretendin to find something on the ground, wiggling ass where, surprise surprise, a much smaller little white stick protrudes.... one, two, buckle my shoe, three four, close the door, five six, yeah, it's time for kicks and ticks and lollipop licksq******* and shimmying up a pole while having sung this, i free them each coming down..... and settle myself easily at the edge of the walk down end of stage left... closely examining each lolly, and finally, deciding which, place the juices from the red one on my right nipple, very exaggeratedly.. and the purple one on my left nipple... stopping to taste my fingers, and nodding in approval. every tongue in the audience is waiting for a lick.... i bend down slowly and take my so hard nipple in my hand and pet it, and just taste with the tip of my tongue, nod approvingly and make love to my breast, sucking a bit greedily even.... changing breasts, i eventually switch back and forth between them and stop to push in and out the two lollipops i've put in my pussy for safekeeping. and i suddenly become aware of all those tongues due to all that panting, and become soooooooo embarrassed.... i jump up and run upstage to the scrim, to exit stage.... and then bite my lip and wink in little girl conspiracy, run again towards the audience, and toss the lollipops over in the direction that got the worst view of the show. i am so hot i want to die, and i know it shows, i have got to get off this stage now.... i think i ran overtime. if i did, sorry ginaq*****

 

[ilikewomen]

(applause)

That was Dulcie ladies and gentleman! Like what you saw? Go to the date auction after the show and try to purchase this busty babe for a night... all night.

 

[Dulchenea]

ok all you experienced persons?

funny, kind of ic and ooc...... applause, really, boss, were they panting like i thought they were? and my fellow performers... mentors... comments, suggestions please?

 

[ilikewomen]

ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!?!?

OH PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE DULCIE!!! THEY WERN'T JUST PANTING!!!! THEY'RE DROOLING SO MUCH THE LOCAL NEWS IS BROADCASTINGA FLOOD WARNING!!! WHY IF I WERE TO GET YOU ALONE WITH ME SOMETIME NOW I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'D DO!!! HECK, I'D PROBABLY VIOLATE YOU LIKE A PARKING METER FROM NOW TILL NEXT THURSDAY!!!!!!

 

[patford31769]

Patty

My God, Dulcie put on SUCH a show, that she had Lola's and my pussy flowing with juices, just from WATCHING her, before we even got up on stage.

Now John announced Lola and me. We had arranged for John to put a microphone on a stand for us, so the audience could hear us as well as watch us.

Lola and I had dressed in identical outfits: yellow-and-green checkered Catholic school girl micro-miniskirts. White button-front blouses, unbuttoned, held closed only by knots loosely tied below our breasts. And each of us holding a stack of school books in our right arms, held close against our breasts.

"Did you check out that new guy Norm, in school?" I cooed breathlessly into the microphone.

"Oh, YEAH!" Lola enthused. "They say he transferred here last week, from another high-school. But I don't think so, or I would have NOTICED him before today!" Lola closed her eyes, and began pumping both of her hands slowly, suggestively, up and down the chrome microphone stand. "He is SO hot!"

"Norm is SUCH a hunk!" I agreed, wrapping my hand around the silver-grey microphone, and kissing its tip very suggestively.

By pre-arrangement, Norm, the real-life live-in boyfriend of both Lola and me, scurried up on stage from the audience now. "Hi, girls!" he smiled. "What are you talking about?"

"You!" Lola smiled, licking her lips.

"Particularly, we were talking about those muscular arms of yours!" I swooned, rubbing and squeezing his biceps just below the sleeves of his T-shirt. "Especially, how much we both want you to wrap those arms around us. To melt into your powerful embrace!"

"We were also talking about how we'd like to lean up against your chest!" Lola grasped both sides of his T-shirt, and slid it up and off of him. "Such a muscular CHEST!" Lola grinned, leaning in and kissing his nipples.

"Such flat, muscular abs, too!" I moaned, kneeling down and kissing his belly button.

There were three women in tha audience, among the dozens of men. They were probably lesbians, here to watch women dancers like Dulcie, Lola, and me. But at least one was bi like us, as she catcalled, "Show us your BEST muscle, honey!"

Lola sauntered catlike up to Norm now, and unbuckled Norm's belt. "You mean, you want to see THIS muscle?" she giggled.

"I want to see it, TOO!" I moaned, unzipping our hunky, studly Norm. Norm helpfully pushed his pants down to his ankles, and stepped out of them.

Lola picked up a tape measure that we had set on the edge of the stage before our show, and placed it along the top-side of his cock. She put her hand to her mouth in mock shock.

"TEN inches!" I gasped.

"More than I can handle all on my own!" Lola grinned.

"That's OK, Lola!" I laughed. "I'll GLADLY help you!"

Lola untied her top, showing off her full, round breasts, and long, hard nipples now. "I wonder if Norm's very BEST muscle would even FIT in my cleavage!" She squatted down, wrapped her hand around Norm's hard-on, and slid her bare breasts up and down his shaft. "You're my PRISONER now!"

I turned to the audience, placed my fingers at the edges of the knot in my blouse, and silently asked if they wanted me to untie my top. Judging by the cheering and foot-stomping of the guys at the tip-rail, I guessed that the answer was yes, and I removed my top.

"Mmmm, yes! Tit-fuck her, Norm!" I moand into the microphone, while licking its silvery-grey tip, like it was a cock-head.

"Why waste that long, highly-skilled tongue on a damned microphone, Patty!" Norm moaned. Lola backed her lovely breasts away from holding Norm's cock prisoner, allowing my tongue to slowly lick its way upward, from his balls to his cock-head. Lola squatted beside me, and sucked his big balls into her mouth.

When Norm was very hard and moaning very loudly, Lola and I lay down on the stage floor, side by side, holding hands, our heads turned toward each other, and looking deeply, lovingly into each other's eyes. We both lifted our skirts high, showing our naked and wet pussies to the audience.

Norm knelt on his hands and knees between us, so the audience could see his hige cock hanging straight down from between his thighs, and he took turns lapping at my pussy and Lola's.

I reached out and wrapped my hand around Norm's cock, and started to guide it to my pussy.

"No," I moaned, "I love my sexy Lola way too much, to be THIS selfish." I then guided Norm's cock to Lola's pretty little hot, wet pussy. "Here, my darling Lola," I grinned, slipping him into her. "You go first, my love.

Norm pushed and thrust and twisted his way into Lola's very tight pussy, until his balls were knocking against her pussy lips. Lola wrapped her arms and legs around him, rolled them both over, and began enthusastically riding him. The entire audience could see her tightly-stretched pussy lips engulfing and releasing his long, hard shaft, and his cock pistoning hard and fast, in and out of her now.

Norm moaned very loudly. "I'm gonna COME!"

"I LOVE you, Patty!" Lola groaned, sliding herself off of Norm. "YOU desrve to have a pussy-full of come now!" I climbed atop Norm's thighs, and slowly sank myself down over him, making sure the audience could see EVERYTHING, as his upwardly-thrusting cock stuffed me so very full now. As soon as my juicy slit had engulfed him down to the balls, he shook powerfully. I pushed myself upward, off of him, so that the audience could see my pussy juice squirting explosively out of me, as Norm shot stream after stream of cock-come through the air.

Still flat on my back, my body thoroughly soaked in my come and Norm's, I kicked over the microphone stand with my foot, and grabbed the mike in my hand. "So ladies, what do you say? Should John, the club owner, hire Norm, and have a weekly ladies night? Would you and your closest women friends, umm, COME to see Norm perform here like this, once a week?"

 

[ilikewomen]

wow

The roaring of pat's question was so loud that we didn't need to take a vote. I snatched the microphone from her. "There will be no recount here tonight ladies and gentleman! Every Saturady night will be a ladies night! The men will perform first, and the women for those of you who like women will go on later. And of course, Norm, I would like you to do me the honors of being the first male to join!"

The audience roar was deafening! I knew what this meant...$$$

Norm thanked me and I continued. "Applications will be waiting for you all outside. Now, i personally don't swing that way, so i don't think i could choose the best man for the job. So I'd like to ask Patty to take care of that for me."

"Well, that was a great performance. Let's give it up one more time for the trio who no longer need introduction!" When the cheers died down, i finished. "That performance was so great, that i don't want to ruin the perfect memory with my words, so here is our next dancer."

 

[ilikewomen]

a sad farewell

OOC Sorry guys, I'm giving up this site. i don't think i'm going to have much time for it anymore so i have to drop out. maybe in the future i'll be back as a different character, but for now i'm bowing out. I'm gonna hang around on the site till next tuesday to tie up loose ends. Then I'm gone. Thanks, it was an honor, pleasure, and priveledge to be working with you.


IC My dancers were incredible! Besides the guy at the table next to me, who obviously wanted a lap dance from the waitress, the crowd went wild the 2nd she sat left the stage. When I went backstage to check on them, Dulcie intercepted me. "Hey bossman," she sweetly said. "The waiters and waitresses are reporting that they need more Sam Adams, these parched custormers are downing them too fast. Could you run to the store and buy some?"

Sure, I could always do things for my ladies and customers.

Immediately i got in my car and headed for the store. Around this time it was pretty dark out and I had a bit of trouble seeing the road.

Crossing the final intersection, i looked to my right just in time to see a car speeding towards me. Swirving, my life flashed before my eyes, my youth, my triumphs, my failures, the wife and kids i always wanted but never had.

BANG!!! There was the impact as i felt the whole car shudder. My swirving wasn't enough i came to realize. I'd been hit. Before anything soak in, i felt my car flip onto its side, all the windows crashing and smashing around me. Glass flew everywhere, and i screamed, though i didn't hear anything.

The next thing i knew, i was upside down, dangling by just my seatbelt. I looked up and saw the street out of where the windshield once was. My vision was blinded by splotches of red as the car continued to roll.

I was on my side again, when would it stop? Letting go of my beer bottle i tried to get a better hold of something, but i couldn't find anywhere safe to grab. To my shock (though i really shouldnt have been) even though i dropped the bottle straight down, it fell straight to my side. I had never experienced anything like that before.

Finally, I was right side up again, and the car tilted as if to start again, but silently i prayed, "Please God! Don't let it turn again! Don't let it turn again!" And my prayers were answered. The car didn't contine to turn, but it fell right side up. my face hit the steering wheel, and then there was only blackness.

 

[ilikewomen]

When i came to, there were fire fighters and police officers all around me. Lights, sirens, and emergency vehicles of all kinds surrounded me, their sounds filled my ears like the trumpets of the angels. "A drunk driver killed this man," they stated. I had been drinking a little myself, though not enough to impair myself, could I? Then, i was filled with horror. Looking at the street that i tryed to cross, i noticed that though the man who hit me had a stop sign, i had a yeild sign. I could have prevented this accident.

Next, looking to my side, i saw the cars... or at least what was left of them. Neither were in very good shape, both were being towed off immediately.

The ambulances took forever to get there, but i knew it probably didn't matter. Looking to my other side, i saw the man that hit me. Him and.... oh my God! I saw his wife and kids too, the kids already being put in body bags. The wifes breathing was coming in short inconsistant grasps, and the man was moaning. Though i could tell they used to be wearing white, the blood had dyed their clothes an eerie shade of red.

Then i realized i havn't looked at myself yet. If they were that bad, how bad was I? Touching my side, i brought my hand to my face. Covered in blood, and sticky, i knew that there would be no way to survive this.

I guess my joint won't be getting those beers now.

 

[ilikewomen]

"CURSE ALCHOHOL!!!" I said to myself. "CURSE IT TO HELL!!! IF I LIVE THROUGH THIS I SWEAR I'LL NEVER TOUGH A DROP OF IT AGAIN!!!" All it does it take life, and quite often the life of the innocent. I cried to myself as i thought of the wife and kids who died for the husbands mistake.

 

[ilikewomen]

The moral of the story?

The moral of the story is don't drive a ford jk


peace out





John

 

[kittykateater]

Norm

I am the luckiest son-of-a-bitch on earth. I live with two drop-dead gorgeous women, who are both exotic dancers. They had excitedly told me about their successful audition at the hottest new strip club in town, and after we fucked the night away to celebrate their new jobs, they could have talked me into doing just about ANYTHING for them!

What they talked me into, would have shocked me before I met and moved in with two such beautiful, sexually free and open ladies. But now here I was, stripping them, eating them, fucking them up on stage, in front of a live audience.

But the audience, male and female, responded to the on-stage display of our real love life, with such enthusiasm, that I was hired to be the lead dancer/stripper in an all-male ladies night every Saturday night. All three of us went home with our pockets absolutely stuffed FULL of tips, and I knew that the three of us would be making lots and LOTS of money at this club now. And we once more celebrated our mutual good fortune in bed...ALL night long!

Our celebration was greatly sobered in the morning, though, as we read in the newspaper about our new boss John, and his tragic car accident last night. He was in the hospital in critical condition, and it was not at all clear that he would pull through. Dulcie called to say that she would try to run the club until John recovered, IF he recovered. We were all praying for him to pull through now, and given this sad news, none of us really felt like stripping for an audience right now. But we had a lot of customers willing to pay big money to watch Dulcie, Lola, and me strip and fuck, and we all knew that somehow, the show would still have to go on.

 

[ilikewomen]

hey

Do i at least get a funeral? ;-)

 

[Dulchenea]

oh god oh god i sent him out for beer

stunned i watch the audience drool over the show, knowing what was happening with john and what was happening in his very own creation were so far beyond belief i just stood, rooted to the spot, looking down in shock with tears splashing little puddles in a rhythmic counterpoint to the music on stage.
thank god for .... Thor and for Lola and Pat .... pros who know how to keep it together... i don't know who these new people are, who apparently hired themselves out of the audience, but right now i wouldn't give a fuck if... if... start to shudder and hold myself together physically, look around for a chair where i can put my head in my hands and sob and qThor's hand is so gentle on my elbow; his cup of my chin so sympathetic and full of his own pain but full of strength, too..... i just want him and his strength to wrap me up and rap me up and enclose me everywhere in his immense calm, collected self... i can see he's worried, and unhappy, but i can see he's going to hold out, for john himself. sobbing i tentatively put my other hand on his arm and begin to lean into him, just a bit; if he wants we can hand-hug reassurances, but if he lets me i'll bury myself in him... oh god, john.... shit shit shit why didn't i just go get it myself? for fucking beer when we should have just said hey gents, we didn't expect the turnout, let's turn that foam into bubbly or whatever... Thor? beseechingly but not pathetically.... drawn, but dissed out and already mentally dressing him for his funeral from feelings of guilt; i start to shake and turn away,find that old love seat left back in props, where i tuck myself into a little ball and feel like a baby and an idiot and i don't care, i need to cry and pray for john. i don't want to do it alone but maybe Thor would welcome mutual misery trying to turn it into useful commisery, i whisper thank you.. you've helped me a lot... this is so scary. .. we'll do this, we have to, for john [hiccup]... and for everybody else, too, it's a damn good club, isn't it,,,, looking up, eyes all puffy, lips all swollen, it's a damn good club and we've got good people onstage and off, and we're gonna do this, rightq? voice gets slightly higher and higher... a fresh batch of tears.....my nose over a wadded ball of tissues, i try visibly to simply calm down, but i'm shivering still, with the occasional tear, and hiccup. i just rest my head on the arm of the divan, and cry, and try to get my tiredness and fear out so i can go face the details. i wish qThor would join me but it's not my place to ask, being a sub and all. who cares. i cam so confused and broken up my thoughts are scrambled for the moment. i take as a deep a strengthening breath as i can, feel buddha within me, and turn to Thor, who's looking somewhat uncertain... and ask him.. Thor..... please... hold me? hold me gentle... hold me tight.... hold me whatever's real inside your heart's plight..... please? just.... if that is just what you want... will you please hold me? there's nothing we can do right now.... and i am so scared and angry.....the anger at myself is real, so the frustration gives me the bravado to follow through and ask, trembling voice and poiinted tits or no; but that was all the bravado i have for the moment..... i turn away, not wanting to hear if the answer is no, resting head on arm of loveseat again. calmer.... breathing deeply.... so very sad. so very glad for such a good solid bunch of employees, and lucky and the kiss of death at the same time.