The Girl's A Straight-Up Hustler (Jardougall)

12- The Many Exes of McDougall

"Nope, no way."

"Come on, Tay. One trip to a strip club won't kill you."

"Yeah, Tay." Jenna grinned and wrapped her arm around my shoulders. "We'll go, and if you don't want to be there anymore, we can leave. Okay?"

I looked up at her. "I don't know..." She smiled and kissed me as gently as she could. "Okay, fine."

Alexa high-fived Lynn and continued driving. This was supposed to be something as simple as: go out to dinner, hang out at the restaurant, go home. Now we were out in the town and apparently going to a strip club. Jenna said strip clubs are more fun when you're a girl into girls, because the strippers act differently. I'm not sure if she's telling the truth or not.

The closer we got to the club, the closer I got to Jenna. She chuckled down at me as I wrapped my arm around her, but I just didn't want to let her go. Lynn and Alexa were happily leading us up to the tall and slightly muscular bouncer with tattoos up and down both arms. He scared me. He looked big and mean and scary with that hard look on his face as he checked ID's of some kids walking through, and his messy brown hair. Then he saw Jenna.

"Hey!" he called with a warm smile. He was literally a giant fucking teddy bear, what the hell? He didn't even have a super low voice.

"Austin!" Jenna yelled happily. We all walked up to the door, the other two girls flashing IDs and running inside. "How've you been?"

"I've been great," he replied. Then he looked at me. "And who's this beautiful lady?"

"This is Tay, my-" I stepped on her foot angrily, and she called out in pain. "Ow, fuck, fine! We're not dating, but we're together. Happy?" I nodded. "My foot hurts now."

"Good," I said.

Austin looked at us with a concerned face before smiling that warm smile again. "So what brings you to the strip club?"

"Trying to get Tay to stop being so shy about things."

"I'm sure you've been doing other things for that." Jenna grinned at me while I rolled my eyes. Austin ID'd another guy before turning back to us. "I should probably let you two get back to your friends. Have fun."

"Thanks, Austin," Jenna said with a chuckle. "You know I will."

"Rude," I scoffed, and she rolled her eyes at me.

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Let me just cut to the chase here: lap dances are kind of fucking weird. Like, literally it's like sex with clothes...? Is that a thing? Kind of? It's like a more sexual version of grinding at a dance club, and I'm apparently not allowed to touch. Jenna told me a lot of the dancers don't like to be touched, so I just sat there awkwardly.

Jenna seemed to be enjoying herself, watching the girl dance on me. At least until she officially sat in my lap. That seemed to be the exact moment Jenna's smile turned into her locking her jaw. The dancer was still kind of grinding against me, but was now playing with my hair and giving me sexy smirks. It didn't seem out of the ordinary to me, but Jenna apparently very much did not like it. And if that wasn't enough, Lynn continuously gave jealous looks at Jenna's jealous looks.

It wasn't much longer until Jenna reached into her pocket, pulled out some cash, and handed it to the dancer, who grinned and climbed off me. Then Jenna gripped my wrist and pulled me out of the chair. Alexa started cheering after us as I was dragged through the people walking around to get to the bathroom.

As forcefully as she could, Jenna pushed open the door to one of the bathrooms and slammed it shut. Suddenly, I was against the locked door and we were kissing. Her hands were beneath my shirt as I held onto her neck. Kissing her was still amazing, but this one was forceful. It was fueled by her jealousy, and I liked it.