"Just A Quickie"
#4 'A Group Effort'
Christian and Satine entered the room. It was a hive of bustling activity. No one seemed to know what was going on, but it was clear they were all having a good time.
The pair looked at each other as if for the last time. They promised all the bohos they would attend and did not want to let them down. However, that also meant separating from each other. They were there for everyone else and both were eager to get things underway.
Rico sauntered up to Satine, and wrapped his arm forcefully around her small waist. Satine giggled at his motions, sending a small wave of envy through Christian. He realized that for this to work he would have to cut himself off from all emotions...and that is exactly what he did.
Christian found it hard to get involved at first. Instead he spent a lot of his time watching others take pleasure in what they were doing and took their lead.
Nini, was with one of the many male dancers from the troop. Her cackle was as irritating as it was contagious. Christian chuckled to himself when he saw the new positions they were trying out. Nini had been with many men, but Christian doubted she frequently found her partner standing and herself upside down. She moved around working up a sweat, and upon catching Christian’s eye, sent a wink in his direction. Christian shuddered knowing she would like to hook up with him later.
His gaze darted back to Satine, he had never seen someone so happy and comfortable in her position. He knew Satine was good at what she did, and was glad so many others had the chance to find out for themselves.
The Doctor was back in the shadows with Momé Fromage. His eyes were lit up like a child in a candy store. Christian noted The Doctor’s evident excitement as his fireworks were shooting in the air. Christian ducked out of the way, not wanting to ruin his clothing.
Christian had never been involved in something this big, and it was just fascinating to watch everyone come together and take part. Christian was just so happy they trusted him enough to invite him to take on something like this.
In the distance he could barely make out Toulouse. He was lost in a sea of moving bodies, but constantly grinning.
‘And why wouldn’t he?’ Christian thought, after all this was Toulouse’s dream come true.
Suddenly Toulouse burst through the flurry of people, tassels attached to his chest and excitedly voiced encouragement.
“Yesss, I love it! Come on let’s move, along who wants to go next?”
Over the sounds of happy voices and seductive music everyone stopped and turned at the sound of a loud, *THUD!*
“Honestly amigo, this is impossible!” Zidler yelled toward Rico. He had just passed out on the floor in front of Satine.
“I guess she wore him out,” Toulouse said to Christian with a grin, “Would you like to take his place?”
“Oh yes,” he breathed gazing at Satine, eager to be with her once more.
“Here, take my script,” he offered, “you won’t need it long, rehearsals are almost over.”