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.“That’ll be four bucks.”I put a five on the counter and told him to keep the change, after stealing a wedge of lime from his stash.Just as I was about to go into the back, a large leather-vested chest appeared to my right, startling me back to my seat.I would’ve spilled my shot, but I was able to balance it bringing my other hand underneath it.“Hello,” the man said.His voice was deep, guttural, and oozed out from his throat like Sam Elliott’s.To look at him, his voice didn’t match his body.In his late fifties, he was tall, but seemed to have a fetish for leather, as his entire body was covered in it.The smell was pungent, that smoky aroma that accompanies a new Coach purse or pair of boots.I smiled and glanced around at the other patrons, now realizing that most of them had some sort of leather garb on.Some it was just a black hat, but others were draped in it from head to toe.Mona didn’t tell me this was a biker bar.“Whatcha doin’ here, sweetheart?”“I just noticed…” I began, looking down at my pink cardigan and black jeggings with a nervous smile.“…I don’t exactly fit in, do I?” Laughing nervously, I stood, feeling suddenly intimidated by his height—not to mention the oil that he’d used to polish is outfit was making my head spin a little.“No worries, sweetie.We get a lot of newbies curious about our club here.Would you like the grand tour?”“Well, I’m waiting for a friend.But I’d love some Coke.” I raised my rum, smiling.His eyes opened a little wider.“Well, the Coke is back where the parties are at.” He nudged his chin toward the back hallway.“Yes! I hear that’s the place to be.Seems as though people are really enjoying themselves back there.”He scratched his chin, looking down at my clothes again.“Well, the heels can stay, but we’re gonna have to get you a costume if you want to fit in back there.”“A costume?” I asked.“Like, a nurse? Or Princess Leia? A cat?”“The tiger costume might be available, but I think we might have something else back there that you’ll feel comfortable in.I’ll have Shelly help you out.” He winked.“I’ll send her out.”While he walked away, I looked down to my phone.No missed calls.Technically, Mona was only seven minutes late, but since I knew the line was long, I figured she was still waiting to get in.Sucker.She’s gonna miss the party.Wanting to tell Mona of the back entrance, I began texting, but was interrupted by Shelly.“Hey there.I’m Shelly.”I canceled my text and shoved my phone in my purse.Shelly was interesting, indeed.She had enough metal on her face to be stopped at any airport, and the ink on this girl was amazing—a bit much for my taste, but the flower artistry was beautiful.“Hi, Shelly.I’m Christine,” I said, smiling.“Of course you are.Gary told me to give you the full tour.” She eyed me suspiciously and jerked her head, signaling me to follow her.“Come on.What size are you? About an eight?”“Good guess! How’d you—”“I do this all damn day, sweetheart.So, what’ll it be?” she asked, turning toward me before we entered a room in the back.The sign on the door said Dressing Room.“Furries, Leather, Superheroes, Celebrities…” She continued, counting each word on her fingers.“Ghouls, Vampires, Fairytales…”“Why don’t we just go with leather? That seems to be pretty popular,” I said.“You got it.” She opened the door and there were racks of different costumes on display.She quickly grabbed an outfit from the size eight section and threw it down on the couch.“Here you go.Try this.When you’re ready, you can go to suite 104.That’s three doors down the hall on your right.Understood?”I laughed, still holding the rum in my hand.“Good.Where’s the Coke?”“It’ll be in suite 104.” She sighed and shook her head, tugging at the three steel rings poking out of her bottom lip.“Good luck.Oh, and you can put your purse and other clothes in one of the lockers over there,” she said, walking out the door.#I twisted and contorted my body, trying to squeeze my hips past the reigns of the corset, but once I secured it in place I was feeling great.My breasts were lifted, firm, and I thought it was a shame I hadn’t thought about using one of these until now.Oh, how fun! A costume party!I slipped on the black fishnets and pleather shorts Shelly had provided me, and slipped on my black heels.Giving my reflection a wink, I shuffled out the door with my shot glass and wedge of lime in tow.I knocked once on the door to suite 104, but no one answered.I slowly turned the knob and peeked in, hoping to see the room filled with others ready to show off their costumes, but the room was empty.Hmmm.I must be early.Ah, just the way I like it.The small room was barely lit [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]