'So what size are you?' The busty brunette with her boobs all pushed up into costume come at her with a tape measure, 'Just be pleased I'm doing this and not Merle, its his favourite past time measuring boobs.'

'A C maybe, I just brought this today, to audition in the water,' Carol stumbled through her words.

Maggie helped her into a outfit, it had a zipper up the back of the bottom so they could walk about but they zipped it down when they went into the tanks.

'You'd be surprised how busy this club is, the guy's tip by putting money into the tank it lights up, we swim around for 5 minutes and the lights and magical stuff happens, they get their rocks on watching.' Maggie told her. 'At the end of the night we split that money plus Daryl gives us some money, its good money. Just don't fuck Merle Dixon,'

'What? I'm not going to ummmmmm with Merle Dixon,' Carol stammered.

'Good, cos Merle will have you down the road before you know what's happening,' Maggie told her, 'We lost so many girls because they think he's going to change for them, Merle Dixon don't change for no women, he's just does his own thing, leaves a string of problems Daryl has to fix up,'

'Warnings for Daryl?' Carol was more interested in him, not that she was that interested, he was cute but she had to focus on making money to raise Sophia. She'd been in a loveless sexless marriage for long enough, it was one of the reason's Ed was so mean, he struggled to get it up. So he took it out on her, if he ever found her vibrator she would have been dead.

'No warnings for him, he never touches the girls, in fact some of us are wondering if he's even into girls, he never watches,' Maggie undid the zip a little so Carol could walk around. 'I've never seen him with one, he's a nice guy though, shy, quiet, run's this place well. No one fucks with the Dixon Brothers, no one, remember that!'

'Thank's for the warnings, I won't sleep with Merle,' Carol told Maggie.

'He doesn't sleep Carol he fucks then he walks,' she told her, nodding her head. 'Your a good girl I can tell by the way you talk and walk why are you here?'

'I need the money, I... ummm... left my husband,' Carol admitted, 'He was a wife beater, I used to teach dance before... ummm before... now I just need to pay my rent, before I'm thrown out on the street,'

'How much do you need,' Maggie asked her, Carol whispered the amount and when it was due, it wasn't that much but if she didn't make enough tonight and tomorrow to pay it they would be in trouble. She was counting on making enough.

'Talk to Daryl, tonight, tell him, he'll advance you,' Maggie told her, 'He will, I mean... he will share no strings with people in need,'

Carol nodded filling that away to talk with Daryl after the show.

'Last thing, no one walks to their car's alone, if no one is about, knock on Daryl's office, he's always there he doesn't like the girls walking to their car's alone,' She warned her some more.

'ok thanks Maggie, you've been helpful,' Carol nodded, 'Its all new,'

'Just keep away from Merle,' Maggie told her again, Carol glanced at her, wondering if maybe Maggie had a thing for the old Dixon brother, she'd warned her off him a few times now. Maybe she was with him or kinda under the radar or something. There was something. There was a tap at the door, the man himself was there.

'Mags baby, where you been all week?' Merle looked in.

'I told you, my brother got married, I had to go back home,' She told him.

'You didn't wana take old Merle as your partner?' He questioned. Maggie looked at him shaking her head, Carol watched the heat bouncing off them. She could tell the older brother was interested but Maggie didn't want to be one of a number.

'Daryl wants to see you after the show,' He told Carol, she nodded, she followed Maggie down the back way to a tank, their hair in caps, with long fake wigs attached, they looked the part, she smiled to some of the other women. She kept close to Maggie all night. She noticed their tank was lighting up a lot, hopefully that meant they were getting paid heaps tonight.

The club was closing she had showered and pulled on her jean's and shirt, no bra or panties because she wore her bikini to the interview. She knocked on Daryl's door, Maggie come out holding a envelope, she noticed Merle appeared out of no where to walk her to her car. She was one of the last one's to pop by the office she knew, because Maggie was doing a full measure of her, to get more outfits ordered if she was going to stay. She heard him call her in.

'You both had a good night,' he flicked a envelope with her name on it on the desk. 'Ya wana work, Thursday, Friday's and Saturday's?'

Carol nodded she flicked though her envelope, there wasn't enough to pay the rent and buy food, she glanced at him suddenly feeling shy, she cleared her throat.

'Yes,' she whispered, she was surprised when he pulled out his wallet and started flicking twenties on the desk, she watched counting without saying anything. He was watching her face as he put the money out.

'The thing with Maggie is she has a big mouth, she's one of our best swimmers,' Daryl kept flicking, 'Tell me when there's enough to pay your rent,'

She nodded, stopping him when he went a couple of twenties over so she could buy Sophia some food.

'I'll pay you back,' she told him quietly. 'or do I have to do something? For it?' She looked at him, he shook his head.

'We are not that sort of club, Maggie told me you left your husband, told you she had a big mouth,' He looked at her shyly, 'If you need something ask, you need money, come to me, got it?'

She nodded, she was feeling hot and bothered, she was sure her nipples were getting hard under her shirt, she really should be going, to get Sophia. She reached out taking the money on the table, 'Thank you, its going to really help,' she told him quietly.

'Carol, don't go,' he looked around his office, 'I'm gona walk you out, just let me make sure the place is locked up,'

She followed him around the club close, really close, she kept banging into him, she couldn't be sure if he was slowing down on purpose so she would bang into his hard back, her hand strayed to the back loop of his belt on his jean's to stop it from happening. He plunged the main part of the club into darkness. She had been towing along behind him holding on in the semi dark, he'd climbed up to flick the main switch, she reached out grabbing at him.

She cupped the front of his pants where she encountered a hard package which she wasn't expecting, she was expecting his back and belt, but her hand was fully cupping his dick. His breath hitched a little.

'Oh my god,' Carol whispered, then she made it worse by patting him down trying to find out how he was standing, he was standing still and she was feeling him up. 'Sorry,'

'Don't be, I like it,' he whispered, he moved a little she felt something brushing her face and she felt his lips come softly onto hers. His hands come around her sneaking up her back, all Carol could think of was Maggie was WRONG WRONG WRONG, he did like girls.

'Shit sorry, I shouldn't done that, you might think you gotta cos I give you an advance,' Daryl whispered.

'I've been thinking about that since you opened the back door of the club, but I need to keep my job,' Carol whispered back, 'I gotta,'

'Ya not going to lose your job, not till you wana go,' he told her, she moved in close fiddling with his belt, giving him the ok he needed to keep going, to do what she had been thinking about all night. He leaned her into the booth in the dark, his hands moving across her body gently, his head between her knees making her groan, the rustling of a condom wrapper, the feel of him as he moved gently into her, gentle hands, gentle mouth, just gentle.

He walked her to the car, looking around, making sure it was clear, he bent down kissing her saying goodnight, he had soft soft lips, she shut the door, and wound down the window looking at him, he was so cute and hot, sexy as hell, but she really didn't have time for more than what they did.

'It can't be more than sex Daryl,' she told him, he moved back a little lighting a smoke. 'I'm not interested in anything more,'

'I'm not a relationship type of guy anyway, give me a nod if you wana again or not,' He mumbled, she nodded, he stepped back watching her drive off before getting in his truck to go home.