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Never a Simple Twist of Fate
By: Stacy Leonhardt Gravely
"I can't believe you talked me into this!" Danielle shook her head as she looked up at the already filling parking lot of the local strip club. But this night was different, there wouldn't be girls taking their clothes off, but men!
"Oh come on, Dani. It's Mel's batchelorette party and we can celebrate your good news too! I mean its not everyday you finally get recognized for that beautiful voice." Cara nudged her playfully as she linked arms with Danielle and Melissa followed by a group of the other girls with their party. "Tonight is about letting off some steam before tomorrow's big day! So strap on your best smile and lets go watch some sexy men undress for us!"
Danielle knew this is what Melissa really wanted to do, even though she'd rather not be caught dead at something like this, she did it for her best friend. Looking at the other women that walked in she wondered if they were in the same boat as her. Definitely not model material, plus size enough to not to be noticed very often, and when she was, well lets just say it wasn't always in the best of lights.
"Hey." Mel whispered quietly to Danielle, "I know this isn't want you really want to be doing, but try to enjoy it."
"For you, I will. Just know I know these guys no matter how much attention they pay attention to me, they only want my money, not me." Danielle smiled as she flapped around a wad of ones that she held in her bra.
"Keep telling yourself that, sister! If anyone heard your voice in there and really got to know you, they would be stupid to let you go!" Melissa wrapped her arm around her friend pulling her into a hug before they entered the thumping club.
The group of ladies were soon shown to their table sat at the front of the stage making sure Melissa was front and center as she was adorned with her 'bride to be' gear. Drinks soon arrived, each of the women at the table toasted to the happy couple to be, ending with Danielle.
"Melissa, you know I would only ever come to this for you. I love you! You are the sister I have never had. You've always had my back through the years and now its my turn to truly have yours!" Raising her glass all the ladies squealed in excitement for the toast, but too soon the peals of squeals soon became full on screams as the lights in the club dimmed and the music rose to an all time high.
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"Henri! You're up!" Caden yelled as he waltz through the beaded curtain holding all his clothes in his hand only sporting his heavily sequined thong.
"Coming!" Henri grabbed his prop axe and helmet and made his way to the back of the stage as he heard the announcer begin to lead into his set. Placing the helmet on his head, he ran is hand down his hard stomach making sure he was well oiled so the lights would shine off his tanned skin allowing his hand to move further down to grope his own manhood, ensuring he was still semi-erect. Under his fireman costume he sported a 'flaming' thong that would no doubt get the blood flowing for these bored house wives.
The heavy beats started as he walked through a curtain to the darkened stage. Slowly the lights came up as the smoke curled around his feet, and the roars of the horny and intoxicated women could nearly deafen him. Shaking his hips, and thrusting his hips forward as he slowly stripped away the layers of clothing had the women throwing ones and fives on the catwalk of the stage.
Finally stripping down to the glistening thong the ladies roared again causing Henri to throw his playful smirk around the room as he jumped from the stage directly in front of a group of women clearly there for a batchelorette party. Slowly creeping up to the 'bride to be', Henri gyrated his hips towards her then looked next to her to the woman wearing a plastic crown stating her as "Maid of honor". Slowly Henri dropped down low, slowly slinking his body up the length of her's finally stopping as he made eye contact with the blue eye beauty.
Her eyes were wide with shock, watching him in amazement his grin quirked up again as he leaned forward and whispered into her ear, "Enjoying the show, Beautiful?" Leaning back enough to gyrate his whole upper half against her lap he watched her face turn from one of surprise to one of discontent. That confused Henri, what woman would not be happy with him calling them beautiful?
As the music came to an end, Henri reached down scooping up his clothes leaving the props for the stage hands as he made his ways back behind stage. Stopping just short of the curtain, he turned to look at the 'maid of honor' and watched as she rolled her eyes at her friend the 'bride' and crossed her arms. That just wouldn't do... he had to do something.
Henri hurried to get dressed for the next act they did as a group, putting his street clothes on top of it, he rushed back out front to the bar area.
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"Girl, if I had a man like that dry humping me like that I would of ripped that thong off with my teeth and took him right here and now!" Cara exclaimed as she down the rest of her 'skinny' cocktail.
Danielle rolled her eyes as she sipped her cocktail as she watched the next man stripping playfully finally joining the audience to flip a woman over and give her the thrill of a life time. Part of her wanted to know what it would be like to be thrown about like that taken with wild abandonment, but the smarter side of her rebelled on that thought. Danielle knew she was far to heavy for any man to handle her like that, not to mention you would have to find a man that actually liked you for something like to happen.
Draining the rest of her cocktail, she turned to watch as the nearly naked man scooped up all his clothing and pranced of behind the dark curtain. She giggled as she wondered how many of these men were actually straight when it came right down to it.
"Your cocktail, Miss." A shirtless waiter stated as he dropped the martini glass down in front of her.
"I didn't order this." Danielle began to protest as she turned to the waiter, he pointed to the bar area to see the stripper from earlier, "HENRY" wave at her. "I don't want this, take it back."
"No can do, Miss." With that the waiter turn on his heels and walked back toward the busy bar.
"Dani, if a man buys you a drink, you accept and be nice! You did she what that man was working with a few minutes ago, didn't you?" Mel scolded her as she grinned looking over at the now dressed male stripper.
"Mel, he just wants more money. I guess he thinks I didn't enjoy his little parade of his 'wee willy' in my face." Danielle was frustrated and lifted the drink up quickly toasting toward the stripper, giving her most disdain dripped grin as she threw the drink back taking it all down at once.
As the cold liquid warmed her insides, Danielle had to admit the fruity drink hit the spot lifting her hand to a waiter and lifting her glass at him asking for another. But as the second one arrived, she tried to pay the waiter again, he handed her money back shaking his head no as he retreated once again. That was that! She had enough of this good looking playboy. Who was he to continue to mess with her and her feelings. She didn't want to guy she knew she could never have making her feel something that was clearly not right! Years ago, Danielle came to grips with her appearance, knowing only her eyes and her overflowing bust was what usually attracted men, why must this man try to prove otherwise?
With a hard look on her face, Danielle smiled sharply at Melissa as she knocked back the fresh drink and stood to go give that man a piece of her mind!
