"Oh my God stop!!!" Travis buried his head in his hands as Taylor continued to do the worst impression of a Canadian person he had ever seen in his life
"How's aboot some Canadian bagged milk eh? Just to wash down all that maple syrup eh and then how's aboot us going to hockey match eh?"
"Stop it, honestly, please stop before I have to throw myself from the van just to put myself out of my misery"
The girl laughed loudly, stamping her feet in glee before pulling the van into an empty space in a very full looking campsite and killing the engine
"Look at us being all civilised and mixing with other human beings instead of heading for debauchery in the forrest"
"Yeah, why is that? The campsite I mean, not the debauchery"
"Well I need info and I don't have a phone or the internet to get it so I need to speak to the locals" she pulled the keys from the van and picked up her brown leather purse
"What info?" Travis asked in interest whilst unclipping his seatbelt
"Well, I spent way more up North than I intended to, I ate waaaay too much crab and drank waaaay too much alcohol so I need to make some cash before we move on" she opened the door to the van and jumped down onto the grass, kicking off the cream ballet pumps she used to drive and throwing them in to the cab. Taylor always preferred to walk barefoot, feeling it helped her to connect more to the earth and remain grounded "we'll probably stay here for tonight and then go more off grid for the rest of the week whilst I replenish my cash supply, a girl always needs cash for crab and wine you know"
"I have money" Travis said casually
"I pay my own way" She said sharply, placing her hands on her hips, "a few days and I'll have earned enough to keep us going, trust me"
"Okay, so what's the plan since we have all of these amenities at our fingertips for once?"
"Well I say we dress up, go sing some karaoke and do some shots"
"Are you serious?"
"Of course I am, I can afford one night out Trav and I have a dress I'm absolutely desperate for you to rip off of me"
Travis' jaw dropped as his face blazed red
"I'm kidding, you can take it off with trembling, nervous fingers if you like"
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Walking down the steps to what he had at first thought to be a karaoke bar but now knew to be nothing of the sort Travis' pulse pounded loud in his head
"What is this place?!" He hissed in Taylors ear but she just grinned up at him
"You'll see" she replied cryptically as her small hand took hold of his
She hadn't been joking about the dress, it was short, silver and tight leaving Travis very aware of all the curves that lay beneath it and day dreaming of himself as the type of man that would just grab a girl and rip the dress from her body but he was anything but that sort of man so the dress stayed in place and his body remained tense
As they entered what seemed to be an underground cellar Travis felt his heartbeat pick up as Taylor pushed open the door and they walked into what seemed like an alien world.
The lighting was low and the music was sexy. There was a well stocked bar to the left of them that seemed to contain every type of alcohol known to man and was being worked by a person whose gender wasn't obvious but who was was making cocktails in the most flamboyant way and Travis couldn't take his eyes off of them, in awe of their skills
"I love it here already" said Taylor as she squeezed his hand tightly and let out a small squeal "Don't you?!"
Travis just nodded his head, embarrassed to admit the truth that this place actually scared the shit out of him so much his body was physically shaking
Moving to the pink glass tables placed in front of the bar they finally managed to find one that wasn't occupied and Travis took a seat as Taylor went to buy shots.
Sitting nervously on the black pleather chair Travis took the opportunity to survey his surroundings. It seemed similar to the nightclubs he had seen in movies and music videos but hadn't actually visited himself but the was something different, something heavier, something sexier
"Here we go, vodka. Down in one and then we'll go through to where the real fun happens"
Travis' head snapped up so fast at her words he actually made himself dizzy "Real fun? What 'real fun'?"
"The good stuff, the reason we came"
"The reason we came isn't karaoke is it Taylor?" He asked reaching for the shot glass and hating how sweaty he felt already
"No Travis it's not Karaoke, it's something so much more. 3-2-1 drink!" They both threw back their drinks and Travis immediately started to cough and wheeze as the liquid burned a track from his mouth to his chest.
"Fuck that tastes like poison!" He spluttered and Taylor just giggled as she patted his back
"Are you ready to enter my world?" She asked whilst licking the remainder of the vodka from her lips and taking hold of Travis' hand once more
"If I say no will I still get to take that dress off with trembling, nervous fingers?"
Taylor gazed at him, jutted out a hip and raised an eyebrow
"Okay I'm ready but if I have nightmares after this you're the one I'm sharing a van with so you're the one I'm going to be keeping up all night" he pushed himself up from his seat as Taylor pushed herself up on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck
"Oh I'm counting on you keeping me up all night" she whispered against his lips before dropping back to her normal height and pulling him towards the large metal door that was guarded by a tall, burly black man wearing nothing but black leather and the whitest smile Travis had ever seen
