New chapter up! I must warn you that if you're 13 and under...Please do NOT read this chapter. It's rather unsuitable. The story is rated R, and this is one chapter that you should not read if you're underage. Perhaps the next one?

For those who are old enough, please enjoy!

~3~3~3~

Chapter 2

The strange guy from yesterday was hanging out with his friends. They suggested that they go to a better club that was more upbeat.

"I'm all for it, but I'm not down with strip clubs," He stated. "It's Club Peppermint. Dancers...Very hot dancers," Guy number one said. He had curly brown hair and a mustache. "yeah, and they got this hot chick named...What's her name?" Guy number two asked. "Um...Fever. Her names Fever," Guy number one answered.

"So, are you coming with cause we have plans?" Guy number two asked. The stranger nodded and they headed off in their new stylish cars. Polished until it glistened blocking out the sun.

Club Peppermint was where Phoebe worked as a dancer. She had no idea what was installed for her that night.

"Oh, my god! Oh, my god! Phoebe! Where are you?!" Claudia shouted. Phoebe turned around from her make-up table and asked, "What?"

Claudia seemed so ecstatic over nothing. Phoebe couldn't guess what it was. You've got to see this," Claudia said smiling uncontrollably. "See what? What's there to see?!" Phoebe exclaimed.

Suddenly, Claudia yanked Phoebe behind the curtains of a dance floor. She pointed out towards the center of the room. "Do you see? It's the guy from the other day. That nice looking stranger," Claudia asked pointing at the stranger from the streets.

Phoebe couldn't grasps it at first, but then it came to her. She passed out on him a couple days ago. It was so embarrassing. What is he doing here? He looks like he should be working late at his company or something, with his whole suit and tie outfit.

Jerking Claudia, Phoebe looked at her alarmed. "I can't go out there! My dance is next! I can't go out there!" Phoebe exclaimed. "What are you talking about? This is what you do," Claudia stated. Phoebe sighed heavily. "Go out there and show them what you got!" Claudia insisted. Phoebe groaned and said, "That's what I always do."

This is completely horrible. She's never bumped into some rich guy and have him in this club. Phoebe groaned.

"Fever, you're up next," A guy stated. Phoebe nodded.

When she was dancing up on that floor. She found herself looking at the stranger the whole time. There was something about him.

And he...He was completely into her dance moves. Staring at her the whole time practically without blinking. She's so graceful and beautiful. She wasn't like any other girl he's meant.

Phoebe hurried backstage after her dance. "Hey, princess. Sorry to burst your bubble. Nico wants you to serve drinks tonight," Claudia informed. "He wants a lot of things, but why drinks?" Phoebe asked. "He said someone with big bucks requested you to serve drinks tonight," Claudia stated. Phoebe shot her a glare.

"I'm telling you, it's got to be that rich kid," Claudia insisted. "Whatever. I'm off to serving drinks," Phoebe said dismissing the thought.

So, she went out to the bar to pick up drinks and serve them. She noticed that the whole time the guy was staring over at her. Stealing glances after glances at her. It was some kind of weird signal for her to come over or something.

"Hey, there's like this fat guy wanting a lap dance from you. He's over there..." Claudia informed Phoebe. "Eww...No way am I rubbing myself on him," Phoebe said. "Tell him to forget it," Phoebe added. "Phoebe, he's giving you a thousand just for a three minute lap dance. That's more then half of what the other girls make," Claudia insisted. Phoebe sighed.

So, she walked over to the man and decided to give him what he wanted. the only rule in that club was that you can't touch.

While she was giving him a lap dance, he grabbed her ass. Phoebe decided to let that slide, but then again he grabbed her even harder. Phoebe stopped abruptly, slapping him and then splashing beer in his face.

everyone around stopped to see what was going on. Nico rushed over to see what happened. He took Phoebe aside who was ready to ripe the man into shreds.

"What happened?" Nico asked. "He grabbed me!" Phoebe exclaimed a little angry. "I did not. It was misplaced," The man stated. "You fuckin' slime ball!!!" Phoebe yelled disgusted. "Please, keep your voice down," Nico said firmly.

"Everyone! Back to what you were doing!" Nico said. The club roared back to life.

"Phoebe, I'm sure it was a mistake," Nico insisted. "Ugh! He grabbed me and he knows it. Rules of the club are that you can't touch," Phoebe argued. "But did anyone see?" Nico challenged. Phoebe crossed her arms ready to give up in the argument.

Then, someone cleared their throat and cut in. "Um...I believe I saw the incident," The stranger said getting Nico's attention along with Phoebe's. She stared at him surprised. "You saw the incident?" Nico asked the young man. He simply nodded.

Nico turned to the other man and stated, "We can do this the easy way. Pay up 5,000 or take it to court where you loose more money and time." the man wrote a check and handed it to Nico. He left the club.

"Seems like you just gave a lap dance for 5,000 dollars. Here's the check," Nico said giving it to Phoebe. "Give your witness here a free lap dance or something, would you?" Nico added leaving.

Phoebe stuffed the check into her bra. The stranger looked at her grinning. "So, what is it you're into?" Phoebe asked. "I'm not going to sleep with you if that's what you mean," He stated teasing her from the night she passed out on him. "Saving yourself for someone else, huh? Let me see if I could change your mind," Phoebe said pulling him by his tie.

She lead him into a VIP room. "No touching, right?" He asked her smiling nervously. "You can do whatever you want in this room," Phoebe announced. He gave her a shocked expression. She forced him to sit down on a chair and sat on him.

"you really don't have to do this. All you need to do is say thank you," He insisted feeling rather uncomfortable. She pressed herself against him even harder. "Or not..." He said refraining from groaning. 'She's great' he thought silently to himself.

While she was sitting on top of him, she was also kissing his cheek and neck too.

"I think you should stop," He said. "What? Is this like your first VIP room? Why are you so tense? Loosen up," Phoebe instructed putting his hand on her thigh.

He started to feel her up and she didn't stop him. Why would she? Suddenly, he just grabbed her and started kissing her lips. Phoebe gasps cause it took her completely by surprised. She didn't know what to do. Stopping him would be crazy. He pressed her against him even harder, and she let out a moan to give him more pleasure.

"This is crazy...I don't even know your name," He said hoarsely. "Phoebe," She answered without thinking. She never gives out her real name before. Not to mean at the club, anyways. It was just that he was awesome with his hands. "Phoebe...What a lovely name...It goes with a lovely person," He said out of breath.

He stopped suddenly, pulling away from her. "What's wrong?" Phoebe asked. "I need to go. I'm sorry," He apologized. He eased her up off of him. He was at the door when Phoebe asked, "Will I see you again? What's your name?" Phoebe questioned.

"My name's Turner...Cole Turner," He said opening the door and was gone.

TBC

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