Hidden Wolf

20 Save a Horse

"Care to wager?" A guy asks. The group of six guys are clearly the last team, and look to be a mix of police and firefighters. They also look like they should be on a calender.

"Whatcha got in mind?" Jason asks.

"None of that! I need to borrow Jess for a moment, you guys are up in ten minutes, remember, it's for charity!" Oma drags me off while Chris just watches me like a hungry predator.

Once in the house she hands me one of Lacey's trashy shirts to slip on under mine and lays out the plan...

Chris, is gonna kill me.

I head back to the ring and everyone's already in place, as I head up to Chris drawing a curious glance from the guys.

"This is the final event, remember it's for a good cause, don't kill anyone and just play it up." I wrap my arms around his waist and lock eyes with him willing him to go with it. He gives me a quizzical look but nods. I head back and he smacks my butt, I catch Cyrus in his eyes.

"The event everyone's been waiting for," oma yells barely cutting over the crowd. Lacey runs over with a cordless mic.

"Thanks everyone for coming out, this year we've raised more money then any other year! Plenty to spread across all five charities," Lacey shouts out. The crowd cheers wildly.

"A big chunk of that is thanks to these two teams here. Let's hear it for our sexy men in uniform-" deafening cheers and whistles cut her off as cat calls ring out. "And Jess and her foxy fellows." I died laughing as the crowd roared equally loud. Foxy... dieing, ok maybe I am really drunk.

I looked around and saw Jace just drinking in the attention flashing that playboy smile like it was currency. Jason and Tim were right up there with him, Jude was our DD and far too sober for this level of attention, Chris just looked at me amused.

"Let's see how high we can set next years bar shall we? You know what time it is! Time to play put your money where your mouth is! See our guys with the red and blue buckets walking through the crowd? Money goes in, tshirts come off-" done, my eardrums are bleeding, as the crowd goes wild.

Fireman Dave is the first to step up as he struts around flashing panty droping smiles left and right as the cash flew into the buckets. He winks at me grabbing his shirt hem as he seductively peels it off to my rolling eyes.

Ok, maybe this wasn't exactly a wholesome party, but the motives were pure, charity and all. There's been enough drinking to make the Irish proud, but now it's degraded to Magic Mike level. Judging from the ear splitting noise the crowd approves, atleast the women do.

"Playboy, show em how it's done," I say with a laugh. Jace is in his glory as an attractive woman puts a cowboy hat on him... Oh no he has props now.

He dons his best playboy smirk and starts grinding on her as the crowd looses it. Magic Mike has nothing on Jace as he dances and grinds with this woman while slowly peeling off his shirt.

I swear to god mid way through his hip thrusting, shirt peeling spectical I saw red lace panties fly. Is it hot in here or just me? Must be the booze, yeah that's it!

One of the policemen went next and I just watched as the buckets filled. Tim tried to follow up Jace but the booze only took him so far. Another fireman strutted his stuff before Jason ripped his shirt off firing it into the swooning crowd.

I don't even know who went next on the opposing team but someone screamed for blondie next. Poor Jude was the only sober one of the lot and his cheeks were on fire.

Sensing his embarasment Lacey came over and really laid it on thick. Man o man did the money go flying as Lacey picked a member of the crowd to peel his shirt off. His bashful smile was so adorable.