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Oh well, that's probably for the best.
My neighborhood isn't used to the new Kayla yet. They're not used to seeing me coming home at all hours of the night, dressed in swanky clothes, shaking my ass like I've finally figured out how to feel good about myself.
A horn honks and I turn to see Anne pulling into the driveway. There she is: my luscious date for the evening. Who knows? Maybe Anne will end up coming back to my place after our evening of fun and the two of us will strip each other down again. Maybe we'll curl up on my couch and block out everything but each other. Maybe we'll make each other come again and again and again until we're both tired and sweaty and begging for more.
Maybe we'll fuck until the sun comes up.
Who knows?
I slide into her car as she lets out a little holler.
"Daaaamn," she purrs, leaning over to give me a kiss. "You look hot, Baby." Her hand glides between my thighs and up to rub my clit through the thin fabric of my thong.
I'm instantly sinfully wet.
"Anne," I moan as she moves from my lips to my neck and sucks softly for a second. Then she gives me a hard nip and as I yelp in surprise she pulls back and laughs.
"Ready for some fun?" She asks with a wink.
And then we're off.
"What's the name of the club?" I ask again, wondering where we're going. I Googled a few places before she showed up, but none of them are holding an amateur night tonight. For a brief second, I wonder if we're going to a place far away. I hope not. After all, I still have to work tomorrow.
"Wait a second," I ask, suddenly. "Aren't amateur nights usually held on the weekends?" It's only Thursday.
Anne just smiles and pulls the car over. I figure she wants to talk about something because we're not in a business district or downtown area. We're just on the side of the road in some suburb. But instead of talking, she turns the car off and gets out.
"Are we picking someone up?" I ask hesitantly, not moving.
She walks around the car and opens my door. Then she pulls me out of the car, closes my door, and drags me to her trunk. Flipping it open, she pulls out a small bag and smiles.
"We're picking everyone up," she says with a smirk. "It's been a long, hard week and Matthew is getting married tomorrow. Don't you think we should send him off with a bang?"
"What? Anne, what are you talking about?"
But she doesn't answer. She just starts walking up the sidewalk to a house where a lone figure waits on the porch. When we get closer, I breathe a sigh of relief. It's Bruce. Finally, someone who will give me answers.
"What's going on?" I ask him, hurrying up.
"You haven't told her yet?" He turns to Anne.
"Nope." She shakes her head and smiles, turning to me. Then she grabs my ponytail and pulls the hair tie out of my hair, releasing my locks.
"There you go," she says, seemingly satisfied. "Much better."
Then Bruce turns to me and says, "This is Matthew Taylor's bachelor party, and you're the entertainment."
Chapter Five
"No," I say simply and start to turn away. "No, no, no." Anne grabs my arm, though, and pulls me back, planting a hard, sweet kiss on my mouth.
"It'll be fun," she says.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I practically shriek, but Bruce covers my mouth with his hand and warns me to be quiet.
"If you freak everyone out," he tells me, "you aren't going to get paid."
"PAID?!?!" I can't believe it. Seriously? I can't believe they tricked me! This was going to be a night of fun, sure, but stripping in front of a group of random people is a lot different than stripping in front of a small, intimate group of a dozen guys.
