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she's dancing like a stripper

will write the next part of when i kissed the teacher soon, i just have to think of a good storyline LOL

i didn't realize this was what jennie had in mind for her bachelorette party. maybe i should have caught on when she said she wanted to go to las vegas, but then again i didn't think jongin would ever agree to this. i didn't even know if he knows this is what we're doing. if he does...well, he likely won't be very happy.

however, when we enter the strip club and i realize it's a female dancer club, everything clicks into place.

"why aren't we in a male strip club?" i ask. everyone in our friend group but me is straight so it doesn't make sense for us to come here.

"because, you're the only one in our group who's single and you deserve to see some hot ass for once in your life," lisa says, throwing an arm around my shoulders.

"i don't-"

"no, you're not fighting us on this one, (y/n). you're always 'too busy' but not tonight. you need a night of hot girls dancing for you."

"this night isn't supposed to be for me. it's for jennie."

jennie butts in at that point. "yes, but i've already got a sexy man so there's nothing more that i need. i'm happy making it all about you."

i roll my eyes but knowing there's no point in arguing, i let it go. to be honest, it does sound kind of intriguing. i've never been to a strip club before and i'm curious. 

"alright girls, let's get our seats," jisoo says.

we sit in some chairs near the stage at the front and one of the waitresses tells us that the next show will be starting in just a few minutes. i feel my palms beginning to sweat so i keep trying to wipe them off on my skirt with no success. i don't think i've ever been so nervous before and it doesn't help that the girls keep laughing at me.

suddenly the lights dim, pulling me out of my thoughts, and when the performer walks out on stage, i immediately forget how to breathe. she is...exquisite. the most beautiful woman i've ever seen in my entire life. she has long blonde hair hanging down her back, sultry brown eyes, soft milk-coloured skin, and god damn, the longest legs. she looks like she was sculpted by the gods and in that blood red lingerie set...i'm in love.

i turn his head to see the other girls' reactions and they're all staring at me with smirks on their faces. they obviously noticed my reaction to the dancer and seem to be very pleased with themselves for bringing me here.

looking back at the woman, my stomach twists when i realize that she has gotten closer to me. i suddenly feel unworthy of being in her presence, there's no way i could compete with someone so gorgeous. my heart is racing and i desperately tried to will my impure thoughts away. i can't believe i'm getting turned on just from the sight of this magnificent woman. i've never experienced this before.

the performer looks down at me and i swear that she falters for just a second during one of her moves. i feel like i need to look away, if not to make her more comfortable than for my sanity, but i can't tear my eyes away. it should be illegal to look away from such a work of art.

her routine consists of a lot of pole work, it seems like she has a lot of upper body strength, and although it's amazing, i barely watch. the whole time i'm just staring at her face. i'm entranced.

and it seems she's having the same problem. throughout the entire performance, she keeps looking back down at me and whenever she does, her eyes smoulder over even more and she sends me the sexiest smirk. these smirks send my heart racing a mile a minute but then she always follows them up by running her hands down her body and throwing her head back with a silent moan and i once again stop breathing. i'm was so turned on it feels like my arousal will never go away. will my legs even work when i try to leave? i really don't know.