in the La Boom club
Bob walked into the dressing room that Sheena was using and locked the door behind him. He slowly went further into the small room and saw her putting her make-up on. She saw him in the mirror and she smiled at him before continuing to apply her mascara.
�Ready for tonight babe?� he whispered before he started to kiss her neck.
�Gosh, baby, can't you wait an hour?� Sheena asked.
�No,�
Sheena laughed as she turned around and kissed him passionately.
The rest of the guys were held up in there own conversations walking closest to the buildings and bars on the side of the street. Joey's eyes glanced back and forth hoping to find some jumping club to get his groove on.
They came to one about five minutes later and he attempted to go in, but JC held him back.
�No man, not there, last time we went there you not only lost your pants but your sanity,�
JC chuckled and they continued to walk down the streets. It was getting darker, when a new, funky and unfamiliar sound came to JC's ears.
He walked a little slower trying to locate the sound. He caught the sound at a club across the street. He motioned to the guys and they looked over, still walking.
�How about there?� JC pointed out to the brick building on the corner.
�Let's check it out,� Lance said.
Joey immediately ran across the street ahead of them and was stopped by the security guard at the door. He reached into his back pocket and took out his I.D. and the security allowed him in. The rest of the guys had reached the club by this time and proceeded to show their I.D.'s and stepped inside.
They all strolled into the main room of the club, noticing a large circular bar in the middle. There were lights around the top and about 3 bartenders serving the people sitting there. On the side of the club there was an area higher up with tables to sit at. The guys walked up to the bar and ordered.
�Hurricane, 3 Rum and cokes and a water for Joey,� JC said.
�Nooooo, I ain't having no water! What's wrong with you? You have Sand in Your Pants?� Joey asked anxiously
�No but I can make it for ya if you tell me how,� said the bartender, still making a drink for another person at the bar.
�Yeah alright. You guys go ahead I'll be over in a couple.� Joey motioned for them to go and he turned around to the lady at the bar.
Lance turned around and noticed the girl laughing. Obviously Joey put his charm on her, like every other girl. He turned back around and saw the guys had picked out a table over near the stage. He walked over noticing the crew getting ready for some kind of show. He grabbed a stool and sat down.
They engaged in there own chit-chat, talking about business, girls and whatever else came up.
The girl from the bar walked over with their drinks and laid them out on the table. They smiled and Joey joined them at the table. He pulled out a stool and plopped down next to Chris.
Justin sat across the table stirring his drink with one of those tiny straws they gave. The ice clinking in his glass as he took a drink. JC sat with his fingers tracing the top of his glass as he watched and waited for the entertainment to come up on stage.
One of the bartenders grabbed a microphone off the table near the stage. She walked up the couple steps and stood looking at the 200 plus people in the club.
�Aright people, the waiting is over! The queen of the sluts is here to perform her favourite song by her idol at the 2001 VMA's,� she left the stage and the curtains went up.
Some people snickered at her slut comment. Others applauded as they waited for her to come out. The guy�s head's perked up as they watched a young girl come from behind the curtain.
She had on indeed the sluttiest outfit they ever saw. A pair of black hoochy shorts that rode up her ass and a shirt, if you could even call it that, that pretty much revealed everything she had. Her hair was done up with braids, some was straight and some was crimped and it lay long over her shoulders.
She got into position and motioned for the d.j. to start the music. JC hadn't lifted his head. He sat there tapping his straw on the inside of his glass.
I know I may be young, but I've got feelings too.
And I need to do what I feel like doing.
So let me go and just listen.
JC lifted his head as the song started and he saw her dancing around the stage in a very erotic way. Some guys in the audience made whistling noises. He sat there in amazement watching her every move.
I know I may come off quiet,
I may come off shy.
But I feel like talking,
Feel like dancing
When I see this guy.
She looked into the crowd and was surprised when she spotted JC from across the room. She shook her head slightly and she proceeded to walk over to him. She got up in his face and mouthed the song and her hips moved back and forth, having the time of her life. JC, on the other hand didn't know where to look and what to do with this situation. Should he push her away or what?
Baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me,
To another time and place.
Oh baby, don't you wanna, dance upon me,
Leaving behind my name, my age.
He leaned back in his chair and watching her lips as they mouthed the words. She looked into his eyes and he fell into her trance as she walked around him. Her hand grazed across the length of his shoulder, around his neck, and flicked off his other arm. He turned to look at her. His eyes glared up and down her as she once again stood in front of him. She was glad that he didn't notice the little smirk on her face. She put her hand on his chest and leaned in closer, licking his earlobe, as she finished the song, she moaned the last verse into his ear as her hands roamed his chest.
I'm a slave for you.
I cannot hold it;
I cannot control it.
I'm a slave for you.
I won't deny it
I'm not trying to hide it.
Like that?
All five men were speechless at what they saw. Everyone in the club cheered as she walked away shaking her ass knowing he was watching her. She stepped onto the stage and bowed before she walked backstage.