"No way!" I exclaim. "I have always wanted to come here". I jump up and down in the car. I don't think the boys know where we are, but Lori has known for a long time about my desire to enter these doors.
"I had a chat with the new owner the other day and arranged this. We are his accountants too" she says with a chuckle. "We are going to have our own private booth. Similar deal as before at the restaurant, but they understand that this might not be good for the boys image so instead of pictures they would like tickets for their Daughters to your next UK gig. That will be easy enough for you to sort out right?" Lori asks quizzically looking at Namjoon.
"Erm, yeah sure, no problem" he says but then continues with "what is this place if it's not good for our image?" I open the car door and step out, I hold out my hand to him and he exits the car too. I turn to him and explain "This Namjoon is Stringfellow's. It's a very well known strip club".
Lori speaks to one of the bouncers on the door and we are ushered in and taken to a private area of seating towards the back. We have a great view of the stage where the dancers come on and the bar is to our right. It's dark enough in there that you can't make out details of people's faces, the spotlights being on the people that you need to pay attention to. We have a personal server who comes over with champagne compliments of the house and asks if there is anything in particular we would like. I ask for some grey goose vodka and mixers and Lori asks for some Havana club rum.
I take this opportunity to take Lori to the toilets so we can talk about the ring and how well she is getting on with Yoongi. She is flirting just enough that the smile hasn't left his face all night, I've spied him touching her hand at points too.
"Show me this sparkly thing again" she implores. I raise my hand and she inspects it. "It's beautiful, do you know where it's from?" She asks. "The box said Wempe on it" I return but showing my confusion as to who they are by raising an eyebrow. "Ive never heard of them either" she replies understanding the gesture. She pulls out her phone and frantically starts searching the net. She stops, gasps and says "fifteen thousand three hundred and fifteen quid!" She repeats "fifteen thousand three hundred and fifteen quid" "Holy shit" I say back in response. "Did he say what it was for?" She throws at me running into a cubicle and closing the door, obviously desperate all of a sudden. "A birthday present because I told him I had just turned 24 when he arrived" I say still stunned at the value. I could buy a car for the cost of this ring!
When she leaves the cubicle she comes to the sinks to wash her hands and we tidy each other up a bit, reapplying make up and checking our hair. "So, how's things with you and Yoongi?"
I ask. "Dish the dirt bitch" I say laughing. "Aimee he is gorgeous, I love the darkness I can see in him, and when he smiles I could melt. I think he is a closed book with lots of interesting things to read on his pages. I'm going to open him up!" She winks at me and her eyes glisten. I'm so glad she is having fun. The night is still early though and I can't wait to liberate my inner lesbian and watch some pole dancing and have a lap dance!!
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His Tour Guide
Fanfiction**This story is not completely Jimin centred. Although it starts with him it does not end with him** Jimin has come to the UK to record some solo stuff whilst the group are having a break. He wants a change in scenery and thinks he can fly under the...
