The Gold Dollar Girls: Lady's Night - Sex Stories

The Gold Dollar Girls: Lady's Night

... there, staring up at her with her hands in her pockets though, she seemed threatening. Why was she wearing her coat? It was a warm night?

Misty had the terrible idea that Carmen might be holding a weapon in her pocket now, a knife or even a gun. That someone might come into the club shooting someday was always a possibility she understood.

She glanced toward the door, thinking she could catch Lenore's attention, but she felt foolish when Carmen raised her hand and was holding a ten dollar bill.

Misty dropped to one knee in front of her.

"I don't want your money, Carm," she said.

Carmen might have been trying to smile but to Misty, she appeared to be smirking contemptuously.

"But this is a public business, Megan. Or, I guess I should call you Misty. You're at your job. I am a customer. Take the money."

Misty shook her head. "No, Carmen. Please, I want you to go."

"Have I broken some house rule? I don't see any reason I should have to leave."

Roxanne saw Misty kneeling at the the front of the stage. She squinted for a closer look, then crossed over To Clover's pole.

"Hey," she shouted over the music, "Isn't that the chick she just broke up with?"

Clover looked, then said, "Yeah, that's her. What the fuck do you think that's about?"

"Fuck if I know," Roxanne said, "But it doesn't look good."

She waved towards the bar, hoping Jo would see, know something was wrong, and get Lenore. Jo was busy pouring drinks and didn't look up.

"I'm going ...

... to get Lenore," Roxanne said.

"Who the fuck is Lenore?" Clover asked, but Roxanne was already hopping down off the stage. She continued her slow dance, keeping her eye on Misty.

"Take the money," Carmen said, "I have more." She pulled more bills from her pocket. A few fluttered to the floor. "How much do you cost?"

She reached forward and tried to stuff the money under the waistband of Misty's skirt. Misty jumped back, holding her hands up in front of her in a defensive posture.

"Oh, I ain't gonna have that shit," Clover muttered.

She strode toward Misty's section of the stage.

Carmen continued to wave the money. Misty turned to flee, but Clover was in her path.

Clover looked down at Carmen and caught her eye. She grasped Misty's arms and pulled her tightly against her bosom. Misty's mouth dropped open in surprise and Clover kissed her, grinding her lips down hard against hers.

Clover raised her head, winked at Misty, then looked down at Carmen again. That smirk was gone, replaced by an expression of shocked outrage.

"Give me another one, baby," Clover said loudly enough to be sure the woman could hear her.

She reached down and grabbed Misty's ass in both hands. Misty ground against her and put her hands on either side of Clover's face. They kissed again. There were cheers and hollers throughout the room.

Clover gave Misty a pat on the ass and another quick kiss, then stepped to the edge of the stage. She bent down until her face was in front ...