I slowed my pace even more.
Being a stripper at an anything-goes bachelor party wasnothow I had been planning to make Tanner jealous. I wondered if the groomsmen would be okay with just touching my boobs once. Twice at the most. That was where I drew the line. But I kind of knew they were going to insist on getting their money’s worth. My tits were nice and all…but they’d paid a whole lot. And how was this party even gonna work? Would they have me and Chastity go off into private rooms one at a time? Or would they just tear our clothes off and gangbang us?Hopefully they’ll at least all be handsome…
Then something hit me. Someone had just paid $250K for the night with us. A quarter of a million dollars. I knew it cost a lot to get into the Society, but that much money for one night was on a different level. I only knew two people who had that kindof money - Tanner and James Hunter. And James definitely had not seemed interested in my little striptease the other day.
Was Tanner the one who bought us?! And more importantly…if it was him, was he going to take advantage of us being his sex slaves? Hopefully he’d only take advantage of it with me, because I’d have to murder him if he tried to have a threesome with us.
Beef gave us one final little shove as we walked through the door to meet our owner for the evening.
Please be Tanner. Please be Tanner.
My heart leapt when I saw the back of his bright pink suit.
But then it sunk when he turned around.
Because it wasn’t Tanner. It was that probably-gay guy that I’d met during my apartment hunting date.Pink Ocelot.His hair was somehow even bigger and more gelled than I remembered.
Why would he want us for a bachelor party?I would have thought that getting a few male strippers would have been more his speed.
“Ah, ladies!” he said. “Sorry about the unorthodox bidding. But time is of the essence here.” His phone buzzed. “One moment please.” He held up a finger and typed something frantically on his phone. I’d never seen someone’s thumbs move so fast. Then he left. And then he came back a second later. “Sorry, I’m all over the place. This is a disaster. A DISASTER! But you two are perfect. Seriously, you both lookdivine.”
Chastity and I looked at each other. I could tell she was thinking the same thing I was:What the actual hell is happening right now?
“Uh…are you okay?” I asked him.
“Am I okay?! No I’m not okay. The show starts in 20 minutes and you two aren’t even in your dresses yet. What are my 400 guests going to think if that curtain opens and it’s just me on stage?”
I blinked. “Did you say400guests? And that you’ll be on stage with us?” Then it hit me. It was probably a strip show. And he was going to be stripping with us. That made sense. He’d totally be into stripping for a bunch of dudes. But FOUR HUNDRED PEOPLE?! I was thinking it would be like…5 dudes max. But what if it was something other than a strip show? What if Pink Ocelot was about to rail me on stage?
“Yes. It’s our biggest turnout ever. And everything is going wrong.” He looked like he was about to cry.
I kind of felt the same way. I’d never been so nervous in my life. I had to know what was about to happen to me. “So uh…what exactly are you gonna make us do?”
“I’ll explain while we walk.” He waved for us to follow him out of the room. He was walking so fast that it was hard to keep up in my heels. “Were either of you here for the Onyxies last year?”
“Uh…no?”What the hell are the Onyxies?
He stopped and really looked at us for the first time. “Ah, I’m sorry I didn’t recognize you at first. You’re the girl who wished for access to Club Onyx tonight, yes? And you’re her friend?”
“Yeah.”
“Well you’re in for a real treat later tonight then.” For just a moment, his nerves seemed to be replaced by sheer excitement. “But first we have to get through this award ceremony.” We rounded the corner and he nearly ran into a blonde. “Oh, Frankie! Thank God. Can you get these two prepped? I still have to do my vocal exercises and style my hair.”
Ah! Yay! Frankie’s here!But more importantly…was Ocelot implying that hehadn’tstyled his hair yet? Because it looked like he had spent hours on it.
“Prepped for what?” asked Frankie. She gave me a wave and mouthed, “Hi, Raven!”
“They’re taking over for Kristen and Isadora.”
“For real? They can’t make it?”
“No. Their planestillhasn’t even landed.”
“Damn, okay.” She put her hands on Ocelot’s shoulders. “Take a deep breath. You’re going to kill it tonight. I promise I’ve got everything all set just the way you want it.”
He exhaled slowly and turned to me and Chastity. “Okay, gotta run. I’m so glad both of you are here. You’re lifesavers. And tothank you, I have a special treat for you at the end of the show.” He winked and sprinted off down the hall.
Special treat?
