Disclaimer: This is AU. I do not own any of the characters from Rizzoli and Isles.

Rating: M

Co-written with Kim!

You all wanted the Stripper story first...so here you go. I hope you enjoy.

And thanks for helping me to pick which one to post first. I will post the others too at some point.

Stripclub

Jane Rizzoli entered her favourite strip club with her gang members. She was just as much into girls than her guys were. The beautiful brunette was known around the dangerous people in that town. In the young age of only 20 she overtook her father's business.

No one of the normal people knew what the business was, all they knew was that it was dangerous. They tried to avoid Jane as much as possible. They feared her. Now two years after she had taken her father's business over, she was a pro in it.

It had taken Jane alot to get her gang members, who were her fathers former gang members, to respect her the way they did now. The pretty brunette was dressed in black jeans, a white top and a leather jacket over her toned body. Her long, wavy hair were open and hung over her small breasts.

All the girls and the owner of the strip club knew Jane and treated her good, since she always left alot of money in the club, and no one wanted to be on Jane's bad list. Jane sat down on her usual table with her guys and the owner of the stripclub came immediatly over to her to greet her.

Jennifer peeked through the curtain of the stage and then turned to the new girl Maura.

"Oh Jane Rizzoli is here." She informed the pretty blonde.

"She always tips very well. The boss wants us to pay alot attention to her whenever she is at our club." She said and pulled Maura close to her, so she could take a look herself.

"That's the brunette girl over there." She informed her.

Maura hadn't even turnd 18 yet and this was the best job she could get herself to get away from a terrible home life. She didn't hate it...she just felt so vulnerable when people looked at her, but she did it so that she could be on her own and the money was more than she could have ever dreamed of.

She got some of the highest tips from the club's cliental...she was simply beautiful and very easy on the eyes. She had a perfectly small frame with full breasts and wickedly curved backside. The crystal thin fabric that just barely covered her breasts and lower half made her look exotic.

Her hair was pulled back into a curly long ponytail and as she was pulled closer to Jennifer she looked out through the crack and the young woman that she was to carry all of her attention to. She swallowed and then nodded in understanding. She could do it.

"I can do it," she said and pulled back from the curtain and turned to the mirror nearby and fixed the see through skirt and matching crystal fabric thong beneath it. Her makeup was dark around the eyes with shiny silver and glittery colors on the lids of her eyes.

"Okay, I hope you can. She seriously tips like crazy if you are good." Jennifer told Maura smiling and walked up beside her in front of the mirror and looked at herself. Jennifer was two years older than Maura and had worked at the club since she was 18. She knew the drill and customers loved her.

"You are up next Maura." She told her as the other girl walked off stage after she had collected her tips.

"Just think about what I've told ya." Jennifer said and smiled at the blonde encouraging.

Maura blew out a light breath and smiled at Jennifer's image in the mirror before she turned and moved to the curtain. She looked good and then she pushed through the thick fabric and out onto the round stage. The lights hit her body and she sparkled like brilliant diamonds.

She found Jane in the crowd of people and made eyecontact with her, smiling. She then did her dance to the enjoyment of the crowd, which reacted to her like they always did, with huge tips. Near the end of her dance, she turned and, moving around the thin pole and lowered herself to the hard surface. She arched her back for the brunette and twisted her hips, showcasing her wonderful stomach while she trailed her hands down her body.

Jane watched the blonde girl with interest. She really must be new since Jane hadn't seen her before. She lit a cigarette during the dance, but her eyes never left Maura. No one was actually allowed to smoke in the club but the owner basically let Jane do whatever she wanted.

The brunette smoked her cigarette while she watched her dance, eying every inch of her perfect body. After the music had ended the blonde was down on her knees to get her tips, Jane got up and walked over to her. She looked into her hazel eyes and then got a $100 note out, and stuck it into her thong. As Jane did so, she blew the smoke out and then let her cigarette fall, stepped on it and then moved back to her table.

Maura stared into Jane's eyes as the hundred was put into her thong. Her soft lips curled into a rich smile and she winked at the beautiful, powerful brunette before she stood back up and got hoots and hollers from the crowd.

Maura turned around right before she got to the curtain and looked out at the people. Then she found herself looking at the woman that was still staring at her before she finally disappeared through the thick curtains and back into the safety of the back room.

She fell into her chair heavily and placed a hand over her heart. This happened every time that she danced. The panic attacks. Another dancer sat down beside her to help her through it as fast as possible because she might have to go out again later or be asked to a private room. Tears fell from Maura's eyes.

"That one might be worth your money Jane for a private. The new ones are soo fresh," one of her men said into her ear and nudged her. He also wanted to see this new one dance more.

Jane glanced at Rob as he said that and raised a brow. She didn't say anything but got up and walked over to the bar, where the manager stood. She talked with him a few sentences and then moved back to her table. She sat down and only smiled at her men, while she brought the beer bottle up to her lips and drank a sip.

Jennifer kneeled beside Maura, one hand on her knee and on her back, trying to calm the blonde down.

"It's fine Maura, shhh, just breathe. Do you need me to get you a glass of water?" She asked her softly and stroke over Maura's cheek gently.

The manager walked behind the stage to his dancers.

"Maura?" He called out and as he saw her sitting there with Jennifer he stopped.

"You are wanted on table 9 to give a lapdance." He told the blonde and smiled. Jennifer tried to remember who sat on the table.

"Oh you are lucky, thats Jane Rizzoli." Jennifer told her.

Maura looked over at her boss as he came into the back room and she swallowed hard, feeling Jennifer at her back and another dancer handed her a glass of water. Maura was not afraid of showing her body...she simply had stage fright and it was amazing that it didn't show as she performed each night.

She dropped her head to her arms that rested on the small counter in front of her and then lifted it back up at Jennifer's words. She smiled just a little.

"Well perfect, I guess rent is paid for next month..." she said and stood after she downed the water. She ran trembling fingers over her body, fixing the top and then see through fabric of the skirt. She also checked the thin bit of fabric that fit snuggling between her cheeks as she stood and gave a nod to her boss. Maura then followed him out, but gave a last look toward Jennifer.

She moved behind him and through the crowd, eyes over her every inch of the way and then he stepped aside and Jane and several men looked at her. She breathed out slowly and then put on a smile as she approached.

"Money first," she said and stuck her hip out toward Jane.

Jane's eyes were boring into Maura's for a moment, before she got out a $500 bill. She wasn't sure if that girl ever saw a $500 bill before, but she leaned forward and stuck it between her breasts, before Jane sat back, eying her.

"Will that do?" She asked, her voice raspy. You could tell that the men arround Jane got excited and couldn't wait for the show to begin. They loved it when Jane brought them out to the strip clubs. She always did, when a business transaction had went well - she felt like her men derserved a treat after that.

Maura had to pretend like what Jane did, had not affected her, but in all realities...it had. She smiled and simply turned around, slowly backing up until she could sit down in Jane's lap. Then she reached round and untied the skirt leaving her flesh bare to Jane on her backside.

Then she did just about the most delicious thing that Jane had ever seen or felt someone do. Maura arched her back, placed her hands on Jane's knees and slowly brushed her backside upward from Jane's lap, across her stomach, and to her breasts.

She paused, "That gets you all the way," she said and then moved her flesh upward until it brushed against Jane's lips.

Jane's men were clearly enjoying the show and they were sticking bills into Maura's thong or placed it on the table for her to get later. Their eyes were fixated on Maura's sexy body. They couldn't get enough of the new girl.

Jane sat still as the blonde was moving against her, enjoying her the show as well. Her hands were on her sides. She respected the rule of not being allowed to touch the strippers. There were enough bouncers in the club who would kick anyone out who'd try to grope the strippers.

It was the one rule everyone had to stick to and Jane came here often enough to know that. Maura's body felt great against her own and Jane was so tempted to touch this girl. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Maura slid her backside back down Jane's body and then into her lap once again before turning around so that she straddled her lap. She reached around and picked up the thin skirt and tickled it against Jane's cheek, smiling as she did so and then drapped it over their laps as she raised up and brushed her breasts from stomach all the way up her body, finally stopping before her face. She leaned slightly forward so that if Jane desired, she was able to kiss the crease between her breasts.

Jane held her breath. The new girl was really good and she didn't seem to be only one who thought that. Her men tipped that girl very well. The brunette looked into Maura's eyes closely as she stopped right in front of her face, though soon enough she'd move further up with her body and was daring Jane to kiss her skin.

Jane had done it so many times, it wasn't anything new to her. She knew that the strippers loved her since she was tipping so well. Jane leaned forward an pressed her lips against the smooth skin between her breasts, gently extending the tongue and frenching that spot for a moment, before she pulled back again.

Maura rolled her hips against Jane's body and smiled at several of the men as Jane kissed between her breasts. She licked her lower lip as she felt Jane's tongue lick against her flesh. She allowed it...therefore, it was ok. She finally pulled back and looked at her client.

"I am able to inform you that for another 500, you can have me topless," she said and smiled at Jane. Maura lowered herself back down to sit in Jane's lap.

The guys around the table cheered and were in for that.

"Of course." Jane only said and got another $500 bill out and stuck it between Maura's boobs.

"You better make it worth it for them." The brunette said and pushed Maura off her lap.

"Gonna have a smoke." She informed her men, and then walked outside while she already put a cigarette between her lips.

Maura tried not to look surprised but as the woman left the money in her chest, she suddenly felt sick. Her heart started to race and she looked around for anyone to help her. With the woman before her, that had been her safety net, her buffer. Now she was looked at by more than one pair of eyes and she could feel them.

On stage, she could easily ignore them, but during a private...it was harder. She then felt like she was going to throw up and she pulled the money from her breast and slammed it down on the table, grabbed the money for her and ran. She ended up face first in the toliet of the bathroom in farthest part of the back rooms.

Jane didn't notice all that. She was taking her time outside having her smoke, enjoying the nice cool breeze of the night. As she returned she saw her men looking at the stripper on stage but the blonde one was gone and the money was on the table. Jane was confused for a moment but then sat down, stuck the $500 in her jacket again and watched the girl on stage.

Jane couldn't care less who she'd give her money. Jennifer ended the dance on stage, and then went to the bathroom as well. She had seen what had happened while she had danced.

"Maura?" Jennifer asked concerned.

"I can't do this...I don't think I can do this. It's their eyes...I can't," she said sitting by the toilet as the woman came in. She sniffed and shook her head.

"But if I don't...I have to go back home...and I can't do that either. God, Jen...what am I going to do...I am so bad at this..." she said, her chin trembling as she looked at the only person that she thought cared.

"I just threw the money back at them...I ran away...I fucking ran away..."

"Honey..." Jennifer said softly and sat down beside the blonde.

"...if you feel too watched, just close your eyes and take a deep breath. Or only concentrate on one person." Jennifer said softly.

"You can do it, I know it." She said and flashed a smile at the young blonde.

"Either you go back to the table and apologize for your behaviour or just wait behind the stage for your next dance. Whatever you feel comofortable with, honey."

Maura looked up at her friend as she sat down next to her. She knew that Jennifer was right, she had to make amends for what she did because it was worse for the penalty that she would get later if she didn't. She dropped her face into her hands and rubbed her face.

"I will got apologize, then I am going to say that I am sick. Henry will have to let me go home," she said, "hopefully," she added and slowly stood with her friend's help. She eventually made her way back out through the crowd up to Jane's table. A guard stood off to the side, watching her.

"I want- I want to...I didn't do what you paid me for, but I gave the money back," she said, looking at the men and then Jane.

Jane's eyes wandered from the stripper on stage over to Maura. She eyed the blonde and raised a brow.

"I saw that." Jane said and then looked passed Maura again at the stripper on stage. She eyed the curves on her body and the way she moved against the pole.

"What was the problem?" She then asked her bluntly and her eyes were boring into Maura's hazel ones a moment later.

Maura looked incredibly uncomfortable at Jane's question and it was almost amusing to watch the pretty nearly naked woman look uncomfortable.

"I have stage fright," she finally said and absently fidgeted with her fingers. She swallowed and looked at the woman.

"If you want me to do it now...I will, at no more cost to you," she said and offered a beautiful smile to Jane and the men who had their attention partially on her and the beauty on stage.

"Stage fright." Jane repeated and looked at her.

"That's unfortunate." She said simply in her raspy voice, no emotion.

"Jane." She heard her name called by one of her men, who had just been outside. By the tone of his voice she knew something was going on. She got up from her seat.

"You are pretty, poppet. Face your fears or you'll never get rid of them." Jane said before she stuck $500 in Maura's hand and then moved over to the guy and left the stripclub with him.

Maura looked down at her hand that the money had been shoved in for a long moment before looking up to see the woman disappearing from the club.

She swallowed and finally turned, making her way back stage once again. She shoved her money into her special place inside her take home bag and sat down in her stool once again. She looked at herself in the mirror and then rubbed her forehead. She just felt so lost.

TBC

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