Chapter 2

Derriere's Gentlemen's Club, says sign outside.

“This place is like a dip,” Brad murmured softly. "However, he does offer fully nude dances and you can bring your own alcohol."

“Stop it, losers,” Ed smirked, under his toned six-pack. "Let's go see milkshake bombs and open tunnels!"

Brad shook his head at Ed. He can be such an idiot at times, but his vocabulary of slang terms related to female anatomy is endless.

"Dude," Casey said. "If you call them that in front of any woman, you'll never be bothered."

"I'm fine, you bastard," Ed smirked. "Let's go."

Brad follows Ed and Casey into the club, paying a whopping $25 fee. The club looks a lot nicer inside than it does outside and must have had hundreds of people in the room, with a somewhat laid-back policy 21 enforced by security officers. There's even a table of women across the room, who are cheered when one slips a note into a dancer's panties. As advertised, a dancer was on another stage, circling a pole, wearing only black socks and high heels.

"Full nudity, you bastards," Ed announced.

"Come on, let's talk," Brad said, eager to get out of safe reach before Ed led them out the door.

They sat around a small table with four chairs and in less than thirty seconds Ed was waving twenty to a tall skinny red-haired dancer, wearing underwear the same color as hers.

"Are you looking for a dance, baby?" she asked, her voice betraying her Eastern European roots.

"You'd better believe it, honey," Ed sneered, leaning forward in his chair.

"Follow me, my adult," she snarled, taking his hand and leading him through a dome decorated with silver beads.

"He's going to be fired," laughed Brad.

“Yes,” Casey nodded. "There's no way he can keep his hands to himself."

"I bet you five bucks, it's less than two ..." Brad's voice trailed off as he saw a familiar face. "It's Julie... from the water park!"

She was about thirty meters tall in the room, with long, curly black hair tied in her back and wearing black and silver lingerie that accentuated her body perfectly. She stood in the middle of the four boys' table, urging them to buy dance gear.

"Long-haired black-haired stripper?" Casey asked, where was Brad's gaze. "Is that the wig she has?" "

" Must be. "

Julie's hair was cut into a short side-swept bob, but her hair was the same color as the wig she was wearing.

"She never said she was a dead stripper. damn. She told me she was a business student at Berkeley."

"Well, if she worked here, she must have planned for us to blow up," commented Casey. the rest of the girls work here too.I'll take a look.

Brad nodded as Casey got up and left the table.

He looks at Julie for a minute or two, quite disappointed that she lied to him today. He sincerely believes that they get along well, that there is mutual attraction, and he is optimistic about his chances tonight. However, no more.

"Hey baby," Brad heard, feeling his arm touch. He turned to watch the dancers perform when they first entered, now in a tight black dress to complement her socks and heels.

“Hello,” he replied, not knowing what to say. "Are you going to spend the night looking at the Sahara from afar, or do you want to see Piper up close?" she growled softly.

"Uh...who are you?" Brad asked confused.

The dancer laughs.

"You're Piper, my darling. That girl over there is Sahara. Looking for a dance with me? "

She lowered her voice and whispered in his ear.

" I'm not teasing like her. I deliver. "

" Do you mind if I ask something? Brad asked hesitantly, partly intoxicated by Piper's scent, but determined to get to the bottom of the Sahara/Julie case. Sometime alone, honey,” she replied, turning and sitting down on her knees, legs crossed over her knees. .

“Sahara,” Brad began. “I met her at the water park today. Is this her real name Julie?

To her surprise, Piper laughed.

"I think you're mistaking her for someone else, honey. Sahara isn't at any water parks today. The girl can't even swim.

Brad frowned.

“She was just on the artificial river anyway. It's only a meter deep. "

"Trust me, honey," Piper sneered. Sahara is not at the water park today. And her name isn't Julie either. "

" Well, if it weren't for her, she must have had some damn twins in town," Brad said, turning to the brunette who was the spitting image of the girl he had. spent two hours talking about earlier today.

"Enough of the Sahara anyway," said Piper, whispering in her ear again.

She moved her hips slightly above her knees to get his attention.

"Let's dance you and me."

Brad feels drawn in two directions. He really wanted to dance with Sahara to find out if it was Julie, but Piper was super helpful, her smell was intoxicating and her butt was so comforting as they curled in her lap. .

She stood up and took his hand, then raised an eyebrow at him.

"Let's go."

Before the dance, Piper said that she delivered so he expected a stellar performance from her. As they entered the private room, Piper reviewed her routine, but Brad honestly thought he did a much better lap dance. It's like her heart isn't there, and neither are her acting skills. He still gives her twenty dollars for following the movements, thanks her then comes back to Casey, Ed joins them a while later. Too bad for the delivery.

"Woo, you bastard," Ed sang, sitting down heavily. "This girl is all over me like a chubby kid's tongue on chocolate ice cream."

"You just did a hoop dance and all you can think of to describe him is a chubby kid licking ice cream?" Casey laughed. "Dude, this sucks."

"I don't mean the fuck," Ed said quickly, but the damage was done, and while Brad kept an eye on Sahara, Casey continued to dig into Ed.

"Hey, did you find his friends here?" Brad asked Casey, remembering to find his friends.

"No, man. They're not here. I even asked if any of the girls were resting in the back, but the waiter said they were all working because it was crowded. Looking at Ed, "Do you see any of our friends from the water park here, Ed?" “

” I asked one of the other dancers and she said it wasn't her,” Brad said. “Her name is Sahara, apparently. "

" The hot stripper! Ed added at least a growl, maybe even a little chuckle.

“Do you think she's telling the truth?” Casey asked. went swimming and definitely not at the water park today. ”