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Chapter one: The Bouncer and the Dancer

The lights went low as the music started. The crowd, consisitng of horned up and drunk business men, was hollering like a pack of Ricky Martin fans. A woman came out on the stage, which resembled a runway, with a circle at the end. She was dressed like a secretary, and the music was very upbeat and erotic. She took a deep breath, and flung her hat off, sending the crowd into a frenzy trying to get it. The new bouncer grunted as he flung some guy off the stage. Why he had even taken the job here was beyond him. Wait, he needed the money so he could get the hell out of this town. As the girl went off back stage, he sighed. Being a bouncer in a strip club called the Eager Beaver. His mom would have a heart attack.

Back in the dressing room, the girl who had just come off stage shook her long black hair loose. She hated this job, but it was what she had to do to make ends meet. That new bouncer seemed kinda cute under the strobe lights, but she had a boyfriend. "Good job Madison." one of her friends said as she sat down and started cleaning her heavy make up off. "Thanks, Ashlee. I don't see how you're able to do this night after night." she said with a groan. "You get used to it." the petite brunette said as she applied some eye shadow. "Hey, did I tell you? My older brother just started work here as a bouncer." she said conversationally. The door swung open to admit a teen age boy, with a phyisque that rivalled Chris "The Masterpiece" Masters's. he leaned against the wall behind Ashlee and started shuffling a deck of cards.

"Hey bro." she said without looking at him. He grunted and drew a card. Madison looked at him, then at Ashlee. They had the same vibrant green eyes and copper skin, but that was where the similarity ended. The guy had flame red hair, whereas Ashlee had chestnut brown. "This is my brother, Dave." Ashlee said. Madison nodded and reached out to shake his hand. Dave looked at her and grunted again. "Shouldn't you be watching the girls?" Madison asked. "Nah. My bro Ian's got it. Anyone who does somethin funny gets throne out on his ear." Dave said as he heaved himself off the wall. "Ma's gonna kill me when she finds out about this job.." he moaned. "No she won't. She was a dancer once too, remember?" Ashlee reminded him. "I'm trying to forget that incident, thank you." he said sourly. Looking at his watch, he went back out. "Cute guy. If I wasn't with Paul, I'd go with him." Madison said as she got ready to leave.

Outside, as she was getting into her car, a hand clasped over her mouth and she was flung against the wall. "Paul!" she gasped as he moved to kiss her, which she accepted gladly. "Hey, baby, can I get a private dance?" he sked roughly as his hand brushed the inside of her thigh. Before she could answer, a hand fell on Paul's shoulder and pulled him away. "Take it somewhere else, Casanova." the person growled. Madison looked at the person. "Dave, was it?" she said. He nodded. "This is my boyfriend, Paul. Paul, this is Dave, the new bouncer." she introduced. "I don't give two shits who he is, I seen enough naked people for one night." he growled as he stalked off. "Hm, we need to get him some pussy so he'll loosen up.." Paul purred in her ear. "Not here, Paul.."she gasped out as his hand returned to its previous activities. "Your place or mine?" he whispered as he kissed her neck. "The car works." she whispered back, grinding ass against his groin as she walked off to her car. Within moments, the windows were fogged up and the car was rocking. Dave shook his head and walked back inside.

Inside he was met by the head honcho, Mr. Bly. "Ave a good break, lad?" he asked as he pushed Dave back in. Inside, he was met a boy his age, with jet black hair and cobalt eyes. His phyisique even more developed than Dave's was. They often joked about how he could lift the Big Show straight over his head. "So, you got any girl's picked out yet, grasshopper?" he asked. "Don't call me that, Ian." he said as he threw another guy off the stage. "To answer your question, fuck off." Dave said as Ian grabbed two very drunken idiots and hurled them like frisbees from the room. "And even if I did, what makes you think I'd tell you?" Dave griped as the show wound to a close. Their boss's son, Xander, approached them. "You two can go home now. Main show's over." he said professionally. For only being in high school, Xander had more pull in the local government than the DA. Scary when you actually stopped to think about it.

Ian looked at Dave as they climbed into his car. As he was about to say something, he was stopped by the sight of the car Dave had seen Madison and Paul going into. "Tell me there's not one of our girls in there.." he said to Dave, who shrugged. "They're covered, I slipped the dude some condoms when I grabbed him earlier. Besides, the pair of em was gonna fuck anyway, so no harm done." he said as he pulled out. "I guess." Ian said as he watched the city flash by. Briarwood. The pair had come here recently, to attend Dave's father's funeral. They had intended on leaving, but their car had broken down, and they had needed the money to fix it when Dave's little sister had said the place she worked at needed a couple new bouncers.

Madison and Paul had long been finished, now they were just laying there, all sweaty, waiting for a cop to bust them so Madison could fluant her perfect breasts at him as they drove away. It was trashy, but they got such a rush out of it that they wound up fucking each other again later. It was dirty, it was messy, and it was kinky. Just the way Paul liked it. Why she even went out with him other than the sex was beyond her. Her musings were interuppted by a tapping on the window. They both grinned and rolled it down, and proptly wished they hadn't. It was Vida, Madison's older sister. Madison paled visibly. "Both of you are under arrest." she snapped, highly disappointed in her sister's actions. When her parents heard about this, they were gonna flip. As they got dressed and were loaded into the squad car, Ashlee stood watching at the door. She shook her head. Madison never learned. With a sigh, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number.

As Dave and Ian pulled into the driveway, Ian's cellphone rang. Dave looked at the caller I.D. and glared at Ian. "Care to explain why my baby sister's calling you?" he seethed. Ian let out a nervous chuckle as he answered the phone. After listening to what she had to say, Ian hung up. "We gotta go bail one of the girls out of jail." he said with a sigh. Dave tossed Ian the keys. "You drive. I'll call Xander."

Madison looked at her sister through the bars of the holding cell and boredly began twisting her hair around her index finger. Paul had already been bailed by his parents. "So when am I gonna get out of here?" she asked. "When mom gets here to drag your ass back into prep school." Vida snorted as she continued to play solitare. A guard approached her and whispered something in her ear. She looked pissed beyond the point reason, and the reason became apparent as the new bouncer Dave came in. "I'm here to post her bail." he said tonelessly. "You can't do that!" Vida sputtered. Dave looked at her funnily. "If you forbid me from doing so, you would be holding her against her will, and therefore be breaking one of the laws you strive to uphold." he said cooly, obviously having been through this before. He laid the money on the table as Madison was let out. "Looks like I'm not going back to prep school after all, Vi." she said cheekily as she left.

"You mind tellin me why you couldn't just go to the cheap motel that was right next door?" Dave asked as he drove her to her house, having dropped Ian off earlier. "It's more fun getting caught. Haven't you ever done anything erotic like that?" she asked as her hand slid up his leg. "If you don't remove your hand from my person, you will wish you had." he said as he skillfully wove in and out of traffic. "And to answer your question, I fucked a girl in a glass elevator when it was stuck between floors." he said, recalling the looks on everyone's faces when the doors slid open while they were still on the go.

As he pulled into her apartment complex, she heard him. "Is it normal for your boyfriend to have a drunken entourage at your house this late at night?" he asked curiously. "He what?" she gaped at what she saw. There, on her couch, was her boyfriend and some whore. "Oh shit..." Dave whispered as she stormed through the crowd, screaming at them to get out, and pulling the whore up by her hair, and throwing her out the door. And then, as if it couldn't get worse, she walked right up to Paul, and slapped him. "We're done, you bitch." she hissed. as he wound back to hit her, a powerful grip was locked onto his wrist. "I think it's time for you to go, you scum bag." Dave seethed. With almost inhuman speed, he Irish whipped Paul into the wall, putting a lovely hole there. "C'mon. You can stay at my place tonight." he said as he applied a lovely headlock to Paul. Madison nodded and began to pack what little belongings she had.

The drive to Dave's house was relatively quiet, except for the AC/DC song "Hell's Bells" playing. Madison looked out the window, ashamed of herself for having sexual relations with Paul so many times. For all she knew, she could be carrying an STD now. "So why'd you start dancing?" he asked suddenly as the silence became unbearable. Madison looked a little startled at first, but relaxed. "When I quit prep school, I had to do something to pay the bills, and then my ex boyfriend Xander asked if I would give it a try. And I've been dancing ever since." she confessed. "You know, you're one of the first people to call it dancing and not stripping." she added. "My mom was a dancer when I was a kid. She drilled it into my head that it was called dancing." he replied as he pulled into his driveway. Madison nodded in understanding.

As the pair entered the darkened kitchen, the lights came on, blinding them momentarily. In the doorway stood a very attractive woman, with worry lines etched into her face, her brown eyes blazing with anger. "This is taking a coworker home?" she shrieked, making them both cringe. "Ma, her boyfriend was cheatin on her and she needed a place to stay!" he shouted back, only to be slapped powerfully across the face. "Don't you ever yell at me again! I went through hell to get custody of you and your sister, who I might add is now shaking her ass to pay the bills!" his mother shouted. "And this is differant from when you had me how?" he asked sarcastically, only to be slapped again. "I told you never to mention that again!" she hissed at him, making it obvious where he had inherited part of his temper. With a snort of disgust, he stormed up the stairs, and slammed a door at the end of the hall, making the neighbors start yelling, only to be silenced by the sound of a shotgun being fired.

His mother looked at Madison and smiled. "Hello dear, I'm Naomi." she said pleasantly, her previous anger gone like it was never there. "Um, what was that all about?" she asked, a bit confused. "Oh that." she said as she pulled out a chair at the table. "I have to be hard on him sometimes. He's his father's son in every sense." she said as her eyes misted over. "My being so hard on him is what drives him to be better than he is." she explained as she wiped away a small tear. "Come on dear, I'll show you where you can sleep for tonight." she said after blowing her nose. Madison nodded and followed her to the room across from the one she had seen Dave storm into. Upon netry, she noticed it seemed to be furnished as if some one had lived here. "This was my daughter Ashlee's old room." she said, answering her unasked question.

Later that night, Madison heard sounds coming from Dave's room. She crept out, and peeked through the crack in door. She saw Dave standing in the middle of the room, delivering lightning fast punches and kicks to a punching bag. Then she noticed he wasn't wearing a shirt, and his torso gleamed with sweat as steam rose from his shoulders. 'It must be cold in there..' she thought. A hand fell on her shoulder, making her jump. She looked up at her captor sheepishly, only to find it was Ashlee. "Enjoying the show?" she whispered, grinning. Madison blushed and nodded. Before they could say anything else, the door was flung open, bathing them in light as Dave stood in the doorway, his arms folded across his massive chest. "Which one of you jizzed yourself?" he asked disdainfully. Madison blushed even harder and ran back into her room for the night.

"You know she likes you, right?" Ashlee said. "I know." he said blandly as he went back in his room and shut the lights off. Ashlee rolled her eyes and went into her room to have a little girl talk with Madison about her brother. At this rate they would be bed buddies by the end of the week. In Naomi's room, she grinned. Her son never did learn how to be subtle, as he just demonstrated. Poor girl, she must be embarassed out of her life right now. Naomi shrugged and rolled over, and went tot sleep.

In the girl's room, the pair sat in the middle of the room, passing a bottle of scotch back and forth. "So, what did you think of the show?" Ashlle asked, giggling as Madison sputtered and spewed half the scotch in her mouth across the room like Old Faithful. The door slid open and in walked Ian. "I thought I heard a bottle opening." he said as he yawned, ignoring the fact that two occupants of the room were glaring daggers at him. "So, what's this about a show?" he asked as Ashlee handed him the bottle. "She saw Dave working out and she had a little accident." Ashlee said. Ian rasied his eyebrows. "Accident?" he asked. "I jizzed myself." Madison said bluntly. Ian's eyebrows disappeared into his hair line at this statement. "Ah. I see." he said as he swallowed some scotch and passed the bottle back. "You know he only does that when he has something bugging him right?" Ian said, oblivious to the fact that Dave stood outisde, listening to the conversation. He frowned and went into his room, and went to sleep.

The next morning, he woke up with a strange weight lying on his stomach. Looking down, he found it was Madison. "Holy shit.." he breathed. As he watched her sleep, he found his friend waking up and it wasn't Madison. Little Dave took a liking to her as well, it seemed. And she chose that moment to wake up, only to feel something poking her inner thigh. Looking down, she saw bulge protruding from the front of Dave's pants. "That better be a test tube or soemthing." she said as she traced one of his scars with her finger tips. "Yeah? And what are those in yer bra?" he retorted, making her notice her nipples were rock hard. The two looked at each other for about two seconds, and rolled away from each other. "Yeah, I'll be taking a very COLD shower." he muttered as grabbed some clothes for the day. Madison nodded, remembering how when Ashlee and Ian had started making out, she had crept in here and fallen asleep. Ashlee entered the room, and stopped short. "Girl, you gotta do somethin about this." she said as she noticed Madison wasn't wearing a bra. "Now get ready, we gotta go to school." she said as she walked out.

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