Help Me Help You
Disclaimer: I don't own them.
Author: Purity85
Summary: Takes place a few months after "Weak" as if Elliot has basically frozen Olivia out of his personal life. He thinks he can't talk to her about his divorce because he blames her and because he wants to be with her as more than a friend or a partner if you get my drift. Things get more complicated when they have to go undercover. Thoughts are in italics.
Author's Note: I have never worked in a strip club. I've only been in a strip club once, so I apologize for any inaccuracies.
Part Three
I miss him and I really want to know whats going on with us and what he meant the other night when he said Kathy didn't have his heart. If she didn't have it then who did? I wish I did, because I think we'd be good together. But right now I've got bigger things to worry about. Olivia stood in front of the strip club at 5pm on Friday. Three days since the body had been found and here she was to get a job on the inside as Cheryl "Cherry" Nathan.
She had her hair cut short and dyed black with a reddish tint. She wore heavy makeup, black eyeliner and dark red lipstick. For clothes, if you could call them that, she was wearing a short black wrap skirt that landed right above her knee, black stiletto heels, a jean jacket, and a velvet tank top that matched her lipstick. Fin and Casey had helped her pick out sexy clothes to wear while she was undercover.
She was nervous about the entire situation because she didn't know what job she would be doing in the club or what job Elliot would be doing. They had both been told the morning after the body was found that they were a go for the undercover operation and that they both needed to be on the inside by the weekend. After that Elliot had left the station and Olivia hadn't spoken to him since. For all she knew he could already be working at the club. The captain decided that they should go in separately so that they would have a better chance of not blowing their covers.
She took a deep breath and pulled open the heavy door to the club to be met face to face by a large Viking looking man looking her up and down like she was making his mouth water, "Can I help you?" He asked trying to crane his neck to see down Olivia's shirt.
"Depends…" She said in a sultry voice with a thin Brooklyn accent. "Are you the boss? I'm looking for a job."
He licked his lips and flicked his tongue against his teeth, "I got a job you could do for me, but I ain't the boss." He said stepping aside to let her in and shut the door behind her. Suddenly he grabbed a girl that was short, thick, and blond by the wrist. She was wearing a small lace baby blue camisole and a matching lace thong. "She can take you to the boss, isn't that right Lacey?"
The girl looked at them her lip was split and she looked scared and rather young, she smiled meekly at Olivia. "Of course." She said leading Olivia to the bar where a man who was about her height and of a medium build. He had dark hair and darker eyes and a large, distracting scar across the side of his face. "She's looking for you Sammy." Lacey said walking away from them.
"Hey my name is Cheryl Nathan, but you can call me Cherry." She said slowing and elegantly extending her hand towards Sammy.
"I'm Sammy and this is my place what can I help you with, Miss Cherry?" He asked kissing her hand sloppily. He had obviously had a lot to drink considering that it was still rather early in the evening.
"I'm looking for a job, you need any new waitresses or a bartender?" She asked raising an eyebrow with a smile.
"Nah…" He said shaking his head. "I just hired a new bartender and we only need about six waitresses and I've got that." Then he glanced down at Olivia's body. "And not to mention Cherry… with a body like that I'd much rather have you dancing, can you dance?"
Olivia hide her nervous gulp, she needed to get the job or this whole operation was useless. She smiled, "I can hold my own."
He smirked and the look on his face made her want a shower. "You want the audition?" he asked leaning back against the bar. She nodded. He smirked again, signaled to the DJ and looked back at her, "Lap dance." He demanded simply. A rocked up version of Aerosmith's Cryin blasted through the room.
There was a time
Olivia looked at Sammy nervously. "Right now?" She asked.
When I was brokehearted
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah… while I'm still young please!" He snarled at her, then he reached up and pushed her jacket off her shoulders. "Don't worry you can leave your panties on, this is a classy joint." He explained.
Love wasn't much of a friend of mine
The tables have turned – yeah
She took a deep breath to reassure herself and threw her jacket to the ground. She placed her hands on his knees and leaned her head down into his lap.
'Cause me and them ways have parted
That kinda love was the killin' kind
She popped her head up to look at him and swiveled her hips with the music as the hook hit.
All I want is someone I can't resist
I know all I need to know by the way that I got kissed
She rubbed her whole body up his and leaned in as if she would kiss him, just enough to tease him then pulled back.
I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin to forget you
She untied and dropped her skirt revealing a thong that matched her tank top. She then took a rhythmic turn to the music to show off her muscular legs and butt.
your Love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
She straddled one of his thighs and pushed knee up into his groin gently and she could feel that she was doing a good job.
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do-down on me
She rode the air above his leg to the rythem and tried to not to appear disgusted when she looked at him. She avoided looking at him by hang banging to the beat which also caused her breasts to bouce around inside her shirt so he didn't complain.
Now there's not even breathin' room
Between pleasure and pain
Yeah you cry when we're makin love
Must be one and the same
She stood up and turned around rubbing her ass above his lap to where it was practically touching him. She turned to look at him again and stopped her movement, "How was that?"
He laughed huskily. "Well… you need more actual contact and more skin. Lets see those tits in action babe."
It's down on me
Yeah, I got to tell you one thing
It's been on my mind
Girl I gotta say
She smiled at him and closed her eyes as she pulled off her tank top letting her round perfect breasts fall from it as they were timed to go with the music. She leaned towards him and let her breasts run up his body as he leaned against the bar. She kept her eyes closed and pictured her beautiful partner in her head.
We're partners in crime
You got that certain something
What you give to me
Takes my breath away
Now the word out on the street
She climbed on to his lap again wrapping her arms around his neck, then still closing her eyes and picturing Elliot she threw her head back as she rode him.
Is the devil in your kiss
If our love goes up in flames
It's a fire I can't resist
She leaned forward and opened her eyes coming face to face with shocked blue eyes.
TO BE CONTINUED…
I would like any suggestions for songs Olivia should strip to. : ) Please Review!
