LOve is Hard, when there's pole included

the Jones and Gilbert Patnership xx;9

My friend and I wrote a story...

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You know what peaches mean?

Let us tell you...

We begin in a sleazy nightclub on the west coast of Northern California. The night is drizzly and everyone's clothes are damp;9.

Lesley Jones is a crimefighter and he hates potatoes. Today he is wearing a big mac coat but underneath is his sexy corset. By night he works as a firefighter on the poles of this club seductively named 'Get in the hole'.

Tonight he is working a late shift at the club,

Smithy Gilbert is a regular at the club. Smithy's personal favourite dancer is Senor Hottie Jones. His swifts and moves around the pole are just so gentle and delicate like a flower.  

"Another Dr Pepper and coke, Reggie." Smithy asked, with a wink.

"mm... Dr Pepper and Coke are the same thing?" Reggie dared to wimper.

"..."

Reggie backed away when she heard a gun click.

"Just get me the drinks."

Reggie farted. It was just so tense.

Smithy watched with cold eyes as Reggie began pouring the drinks in to two seperate glasses.

Meanwhile, in the streets of New York, nothing was happening.

Lesley however was changing into his PVC outfit. He felt like a drag barbie. Something was going down tonight, this was going to be a day where everyone would know of Senor Hottie Jones.

He would use his secret weapon.

He had his hose.

It was ready.