The Manager

part 9

"I'm not crazy right. Like she is hot to all of yous right?" Damian said to his partners as the rode the elevator up to their abode for the night.

Finn laughs, his shoulders shrugging with his movement "Yeah lad. She's stunning" finn looked up to damian and shook his head in amusement.

Damian then looked at dom, who just stood there stunded, pointing in the direction of the doors, that had opened with a Bing.

When the boys turned their heads they see both rhea and fallon. Dressed up in black outfits, 'stripper heels' on and dancing. Around a pole.

"Now hook that leg and squeeze" fallon instructed, taking a slug of liquor before releasing her hold on rhea.

Rhea hung from the pole, her strong arms grabbing the pole and her legs crossed.

"Yes!" Rhea grinned, throwing her head back, fallon laughed before pushing her slowly around the pole, watching her turn.

Finn, damain and dom slowly walked out of the elevator and out there bags at the door.

"Okay, so the next move goes like this" fallon helped rhea down from her pose on the pole and took her spot. Her arms reach bends in an awkward position, but rhea and everyone was mesmerised as soon as she ran slightly to throw her body up wards, her other hand caught the top part of the pole. Fallon clenched her stomach muscles, as well as ignore the slight pain she felt in her shoulders, she lifted her legs in a straddle above her head. Before snapping them together and hung vertically her heels clacking together as she hung.

She arched her back, and let her legs slide underneath her as she lowered herself down to the ground. She flipped her head back and giggled, at the site of the wrestlers staring at her in awe.

"Yeah, no fucking way am I gonna be able to do that" rhea scoffed, looking over to her partners, who reciprocated her views.

"To bad" fallon sighed with a smile before springing up on to her heels and standing.

"You would've looked hot" fallon giggled, walking away to the counter and grabbing her drink.