A collection of original Camren & Norminah one shots (plot-heavy STEAMY stories).
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Summary: Camila, the bride-to-be, is furious that Dinah invited two strippers to her house for her bachelorette party. After everyone leaves, Camila finds one of the strippers, Lauren, still hanging around the house. (Prompt inspired by a bride-to-be/stripper lesbian video).
Camila's POV
I knew I shouldn't have picked Dinah to be my maid of honor. I'd told her a thousand times that I didn't want male exotic dancers at my bachelorette party. And what does she do? Invite strippers to my fucking house!
"But you said no male exotic dancers. Our strippers are girls!" Dinah said calmly when I pulled her aside to yell at her.
"That's not the point! I don't wanna see random girls taking their clothes off in my house! You know that's not my idea of fun!"
"Come on, Walz. Board games, movies, and beer are so lame. Everyone was pretty much falling asleep. Now look how excited they are!"
I looked around my house and sure enough, the two dozen girls scattered throughout my kitchen and living room were all talking much more excitedly than when we were playing Cards Against Humanity.
"That's not the point! I'm not comfortable with-"
"Where should we set up?" a husky voice asked, cutting me off.
I turned around and found myself staring into a pair of gorgeous emerald green eyes. The girl had porcelain white skin that contrasted well with her wavy black hair and black robe-like dress. Beside her was another girl who had dark skin that contrasted well with her white business-suit dress.
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"Living room!" Dinah said enthusiastically.
"Whoa, wait a minute! I'm still not comfortable with this," I said.
"Are you the bride-to-be?" the green-eyed girl asked.
"Yeah. And no offense, but I didn't sign up to get a naked lap dance in front of my friends," I said.
"That's okay. We've had some of our surprises backfire before. According to our contract, you can either give us our money and we'll dip or you can have someone sub in for you," the green-eyed girl said.
