A/N: Finally… Kim and Tommy meet.

A/N: Thank you to all the reviewers. You guys are amazing. As always… read and review. Xoxo.

Chapter 4- Geo

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Dorm A102

Tommy had just arrived back on campus. He headed for his room and got his bathroom things. Thankfully, no one was in the dorm. Tommy showed gratitude toward the high heavens, and tersely headed to the showers. He hoped he could sneak in and out without raising an eyebrow.

It was a Friday. Tommy didn't know what much about strip clubs, but he had some knowledge about the night life. He's heard some classmates talk about it. Friday nights were the nights to head out. He guessed it was because of the tense school or work week, people just wanted to have a release.

While in the shower, Tommy began to think about his first night of work.

Can I really handle this? I can't even kiss Kat, but I'm going to bounce at a club where there are going to be naked, oh God! Naked women will be walking or dancing around. They will be showing off their ta-tas and their privates. Tommy began to shake his head at the thoughts circulating in his head. This is the only job that hired me right off the bat! I should be thankful to get a job that quickly, and Mom and Dad need the money. He began to wash his body. No matter what happens, I keep my morals intact. I am there to keep the girls safe.

After a few more minutes inside the shower, Tommy turned off the water. He took a deep breath. Other guys were in the bathroom, but he ignored that fact. He continued getting ready. The shirt was inside his truck, so to be inconspicuous; he decided to just wear a regular shirt out to his truck. Before he stepped inside his new job, he would change. And before he got home, he would put the shirt he had left the dorms with, on. It sounded simple.

Tommy would go through lengths and bounds to keep this to himself. He doesn't want people to perceive him as being a pervert, or going against what he's been taught all his life. This was strictly business.

He casually walked back to his dorm. Jason wasn't there at least. Conner might be with his girlfriend, so that left Rocky. Rocky couldn't be doing anything out of the ordinary, and he probably wouldn't question where Tommy was headed either.

As soon as he walked in, Tommy shook his head at the sight before him. The tv had a pornography on, and there was Rocky on the couch. Now, after a month of hanging out with these guys, Tommy came out of his shell a bit. He cleared his throat, and ignored the sin being displayed on the tv.

"Shit!" Rocky yelled. He immediately took his hand out of his pants. "Doesn't anyone ever knock in this damn place?" He turned off the tv.

For now, Tommy just ignored it and went to drop off his stuff. He put his clothes away, shower items, and grabbed for his wallet. He walked back out. "Good night, Rocky." He said.

"Stop!" Rocky signaled for him to. Tommy did. "Where are you going?" He looked at the clock in the room. "It's 6:54 PM on a Friday night."

What's wrong with that? "I didn't know there was anything wrong with going out." Tommy simply said.

"So, I take it you and Kat made up?" Rocky questioned as he went to wash his hands.

"Nice of you to wash your hands." Tommy quipped at Rocky.

Rocky glared. "Shut up!" He hissed. He, then, started to relax a bit. "Anyways, I think it's good. Are you going to kiss her tonight?"

"Uh, we'll see. I should get going." Tommy exited the room. He picked up his pace once he began walking to his car. Traffic downtown could be crazy right now. He really didn't want to be late on the first day. He cringed at the thought. As soon as his car was warmed up, he hauled ass out of there.

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K.O. 35 Girls

Tommy had just arrived for his first day of work. He showed his ID to TJ, and he was on his way to the main office. He decided to suck it up, and he flashed a somewhat confident smile towards Hayley Z. She smiled back at him.

He finally got to Andros and Zhane's office.

"Good evening, Tommy." Andros greeted. He looked at his watch. "It's 07:25 PM, you barely made it."

"Yes, next time, I promise to be here by 07:00 PM." Tommy promised. The nerves were still cloaking his body. He anxiously cleared his throat. I hope I don't make a bad impression.

Zhane chuckled. He placed a comforting hand on Tommy. "Hey, relax. Don't worry." He went to the desk and grabbed some paperwork. "Um, Tommy, where's your shirt?"

Tommy looked down. He was still wearing his green shirt from earlier. "Oh, man, I must've forgotten to get it. I can go back if-"

"No, it's okay. We have extras." Andros dissuaded as he grabbed an extra one for him.

Without hesitation, Tommy took off his shirt and placed the work appropriate one on. It felt kind of tight on him, but he noticed it made his muscles look more defined. He didn't want to change it at all.

"Fill these out." Zhane handed him a stack of papers. "These are for you to be on the payroll."

Tommy went to the empty couch and immediately got to work. There was a lot of paperwork, but that's not what he was still worried about. It was the fact that he would be seeing women prancing around in close to nothing, heck, nothing at all.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Andros called out. He saw as one of the dancers came in with a drink for him and Zhane.

Tommy looked up, and he gasped. It was Cassie, Kat's friend, from school.

"Cassie, I'd like you to meet the new bouncer, Tommy." Zhane introduced them as he took a sip of his whiskey on the rocks. "Tommy, this is Cassie, she's one of the dancers here at the club."

Cassie looked at Tommy. She just smiled at him. "Good evening, I'm Cassie." She held out her hand to him. She was wearing a pink, leather bandeau top that barely covered her breasts, a black micro, mini skirt, and pink and black high heels.

Tommy gulped at the sight of her. She really left nothing to the imagination with that outfit. I know her. I know her, she's Kat's friend. She's a dancer? Oh my gosh, what am I going to do? Does Kat know she dances here? He was a little hesitant, and he wondered why she was reintroducing herself to him when they had met on the first day of school. He took her hand and shook it. "I'm Tommy." He reintroduced himself.

Something about the exchange made Tommy relax a bit, so when she let go, he began to get comfortable. He didn't know if it was the sight of seeing Cassie in that particular outfit, but something changed in him. This wasn't so bad, in his opinion. Adam and Eve were running naked in the Garden of Eden. Seeing another woman naked shouldn't be so bad. He gave Cassie a smile as well.

"Thank you for the drinks, Cassie." Andros acknowledged. He took a sip of his whiskey on the rocks.

She looked at Tommy. "Do you need a drink?" She started to fluff around her big hair as she asked him.

Arousal hit Tommy like a truck. He went back to his paperwork.

"Cassie, he's only 18." Zhane cautioned. He was just about done with his drink, so he downed the rest and gave her the glass. "I'm sure you will be going up soon?"

She nodded. "I think Ash is up right now." She walked out the room.

Andros had to smile at that, and then he turned his attention to Tommy. "There are a few rules we expect you to abide by." The college student nodded. "Rule number one, no drinking on the job. I trust that since you are 18, you won't engage in illegal drinking." Andros stated. Tommy nodded.

"Rule number two, no fraternization during work. We do have a lot of beautiful women who work here, but we don't like to mix business with pleasure. However, what you do outside of work is a different story." Zhane told him.

"Rule number three, do not initiate or escalate a fight unless forced to do so." Andros added.

"That's it." Zhane said. "Are you done with your paperwork?" Tommy handed them over. "Tonight, I would like you to walk around the club. Keep an eye on things, and I'm sure you can handle yourself, just in case." He gave him the once over again.

"I'll make you proud." Tommy assured. Where the heck did that come from? He rubbed the back of his neck and walked to the main area.

It was, now, 9 pm, and the place began to fill up. There were a lot of men coming to the joint. A few females were there as well. This place was a favorite to rich, businessmen or anyone else of that caliber. Men were in suits, and they flashed a lot of money. Men who dressed casual flashed a ton of money as well.

Tommy walked around, and he watched as girl after girl went on stage. He caught of bit of Cassie's number. He had no clue she could move like that. Actually, he had only seen her a few times since their first meeting. Yet, she did have some skills.

He paid attention to the men in attendance, and he made sure to keep an eye on dancers that were on the circular stages too. So far, there were no problems. The men were respectful and kept their distances.

After he did his rounds, he went to the bar and kept scanning the area.

"How's the first night?" Hayley Z. asked from behind the bar. She grabbed a cup.

Tommy gave her a small smile. "It's not so bad." He saw she had a drink for him. "Is this nonalcoholic?" He tried to take a look at it, but there was dim lighting in the club.

Hayley Z. giggled. "Of course, it's just a Shirley Temple. " A man came up, and Hayley Z. grabbed his drink. She handed it to him. As she was putting the money away, she took another look at Tommy. "You're from a small town, aren't you?"

He took a sip. "How did you know?" He questioned. Am I that transparent?

"I can tell, and you are very religious too. This must be a culture shock, being in a place like this." She described earnestly.

"Yeah." Tommy finished off his drink rather quickly. "Can I have another?" He turned to her.

"No problem." She quickly began to make his drink. In less than 30 seconds, she was done. She even added a cherry and a pretty umbrella for him. "Tommy, it's okay to come out of your shell." She went to take other orders.

He watched in awe. She was the quickest bartender he had ever seen. It's not like he had seen other bartenders to compare her to, but none the less, she was fast. No wonder she was the only one.

As the sensual music started, Tommy stood against the wall. He chose a specific one, so he could examine the entire area without having to move.

"And welcome to the stage… Geo." Zack, the disc jockey, introduced.

A petite young woman in a school girl outfit strolled onto the stage. Men started to flock to the chairs that lined around it.

Tommy took notice of the woman on there. Her hair was in pigtails, and she was wearing eyeglasses. Her white blouse only tied around her bust, and her bare stomach was being accentuated by the light. Her plaid skirt barely covered her ass, and she had on tights that went to her knees. Her black stilettos were the first thing to come off. He watched her. There was something about this dancer that Tommy found insatiable. She hardly looked like she could be a stripper. Her bust wasn't huge, and she was rather thin, she just wasn't the average dancer type.

Geo swayed to the music. She began to strip off her tights. Her movements were hypnotic to the men that kept tossing her money. After all, she was the favorite in the club. And then, she noticed the new bouncer with the spiky hair. She made eye contact with him, and erotically tossed off her eyeglasses. That's when she began to dance for him. Taking the band of her skirt, she shimmied it off and tossed it to the side. She walked backwards to the pole, as she didn't want to break eye contact with Tommy. She climbed up, and she wrapped her leg around the pole as she descended down it gracefully. Using her upper body strength, climbed up again, and flipped herself upside down. She slowly came down, and she still kept her eye contact with him.

More money was tossed her way as she kept gyrating around.

He felt something in his pants grow. He watched as this woman danced against the pole. Her ass was practically devouring it. The thong came off. She placed her hand on her pussy, and she sexually moved along to the music. The exotic dancing kept going, and she removed her shirt. Her perfect breasts were exposed, and she kept touching herself along the way. Tommy was caught up in it. She captivated him, and he had a clue as to why men kept tossing money her way.

For the last part of her dance, she did a series of flips, and landed in the splits. More money entered the stage, and she was done. Geo picked up all the money. She gave a smile to everyone. Now, it was her time to head to the back, 'Out of this World' private rooms. There was already a line at the door for her.

Tommy wished he could go back there. He wanted a private show for himself. "Whoa, where did that come from?" He muttered to himself. For what felt like the umpteenth time, Tommy repeated a prayer of repentance. He couldn't believe he thought of that. Actually, he couldn't believe he watched her strip and practically play with herself. He shook his head of the thoughts. He had a job to do.

"I was here first!" A man yelled.

"No I was!" A second man shouted.

"You want a piece of me!" The first man beckoned.

Tommy heard the exchange. He walked up to the men. "Is there a problem here?" He wanted to know. The two men looked at Tommy. They could tell he was serious. "I understand each of you are waiting for a private chance with Geo, but I will not have you two fighting in this club, got that?" Tommy sternly explained to them. He decided to glare his eyes at them as well. I am so happy, I left my eyeglasses back at the dorm.

The two men backed away from each other.

Andros and Zhane were watching from afar. Seemed like Tommy had everything under control.

Tommy returned back to walking around. After that minor confrontation, nothing else happened. Pretty soon, it was 2 AM.

Zhane walked up to Tommy. "Tommy." Tommy looked and saw his boss approaching him. "I need you to escort one of the women home."

Tommy hoped it was Geo. "Who?"

"Geo. There's been this guy stalking her, and she feels unsafe." Zhane elaborated. Tommy looked at him. "Usually, one of the girls takes her home, but a majority of them have been drinking. I trust you can take Geo home."

"Yes sir." Tommy saluted. After his brief meeting with Zhane, he walked to the dressing rooms. He saw Geo had her own. He waited patiently for her to come out. I hope she doesn't think I'm a dork. Great, who says dork nowadays? He studied his shoes for a bit, and then he looked at her door. Pretty soon it opened.

Geo walked out, and she was wearing a pink, short sleeved shirt and black track pants that enfolded her curves to a tee. She had on some sandals as well. "Hello." She smiled at him.

"Good evening." Tommy casually said, hoping he didn't sound fake. He let her walk in front of him, so he could keep an eye out. They walked to his truck. He opened the passenger side for her.

"Thank you." Geo smiled at him.

Tommy closed it and walked to his side. He entered and closed the door. He took a look at her. "Where do you live?" With Geo, he felt really relaxed. Whatever anxiety he had before, it melted away. He found Geo to be a calming force.

"In an apartment." She answered.

He laughed. "Um, where is your apartment located?" He was a little more specific.

"I was just joking." She giggled. "It's on 10th and Fennel. Go four blocks down, and make a right, then make a left. It's the huge condos, you can't miss them."

Tommy nodded. He followed her directions, and in no time, they were at her place.

"Thank you for driving me home." She looked at him.

He looked at her. They made eye contact. There's something about her. Why do I feel so comfortable with her? "No problem, Geo. I-"

"Call me Kim. Geo is my stage name." She held out her hand for him. "What's your name?"

"Tommy." He shook her hand. He turned on the light in his car and gasped at the sight of her. She's beautiful he thought. The brighter light illuminated his truck, so he saw her light brown hair, doe, brown eyes, full lips, tanned/fair skin. She was beautiful.

She noticed him staring at her. "Is there something wrong?" She was concerned.

"Um, no." He shook his head. "I'm sorry for staring." Great, I just got caught. He blushed a bit.

Kim smiled. "It's okay." She looked out the window. "I hate to ask you this, but um, can you walk me to my condo?"

Without hesitation, he accepted. "Yeah, and it's cool, don't worry about it." He began to get the keys out. He walked out first, and helped her to get out of his car. Then he locked everything up. He followed Kim to her condo. This was a tactic, but also a way to stare at her…a-… form.

They were in front of her condo. "This is me." Kim said.

Tommy nodded. "Would you like me to call you Geo or Kim?" He prolonged the time he was spending with her.

Where the hell did that come from? Wait a minute, where the hell did me saying 'hell' come from? He groaned, and he hoped she didn't hear it.

She heard it, but ignored it. "Geo in the club, but Kim outside the club." She responded. She unlocked her door. "Would you like to come inside?"

There was a battle within himself. It's not like he had anything to do, and he didn't have anything planned for Saturday. How would he explain it to his roommates of where he was though? The logical answer would be… run with the Kat story. However, what if they questioned Kat. Tommy then looked at Kim. Her doe, brown eyes looked into his chocolate brown ones.

"I take that as a no?" She questioned. There was five minutes of silence. He still hadn't said anything, so she walked inside.

To be followed by her cordial bouncer. There was a smile that frolicked upon Kim's face, but Tommy hadn't noticed it. He was very busy looking around her place. "Wow, this place is really nice." He complimented her tastes. It was fairly large, and it had a lot of amenities.

"Thank you." She placed her pink duffle bag that was decorated with Juicy Couture symbols all over, on the ground. "Make yourself comfortable."

Tommy sat down on a couch. Kim grabbed two water bottles from her refrigerator. She gave one to Tommy, and she sat on a different couch.

"Do you live by yourself?" He questioned as he took a sip of his water.

Kim nodded. "Yeah, I've been living on my own since I was 15." She replied, deadpanned. There were things she decided to keep to herself.

He did a double take. "Wait, how old are you?" He took a sip of his water. All of a sudden, his mouth felt dry.

"I'm 22." She answered, and then she looked at him. "How old are you?"

22 and you're able to afford a place like this? You must make good money. He mulled over. Then he got back to her question. "18." He responded. Kim giggled. "What's so funny?"

"You don't look 18, you look like you're about my age or older." She sincerely tossed another smile his way. Kim got up, and she went to a side drawer in the room. She took out a box and opened it. A glint entered her eyes at the sight in the box. A grape swisher and a little bag with what could be mistaken as green herbs were gently placed on the coffee table.

Tommy's eyes got wide at the sight. Marijuana? Is she insane? He shook his head. He seriously couldn't fathom why someone would smoke that stuff, or any stuff.

Kim began to separate the weed. Then she got out a circular object and placed the pieces in there. She used her left hand to turn it. It was a grinder of some kind. The pieces of marijuana became finer. "Are you okay?" She noted the frozen expression on his face, and she got back to her business.

"I'm fine." He croaked as he watched her. She began to unroll the grape swisher, and emptied the contents inside. Once it was empty, she began to seductively lick around the paper. She placed the weed inside. As she was rolling it, she made eye contact with Tommy.

She never took her eyes off him, and she rolled, licked, and rolled again. The tightly wrapped blunt was ready for someone's mouth to be smoked from. She disposed of the unused stuff in the trash, and she placed the little box away. Kim walked back to the couch, and she grabbed for the ashtray. In between the couch cushion, she took out her lighter. It was a pink one.

"Maybe, I should go." Tommy began to stand up.

Kim grabbed his right wrist. "Are you sure?" She looked up at him, and she bit her lip.

The gesture made Tommy putty in her hands. He sat down.

"Would you like to take a hit?" She held it up for him.

He shook his head. "I don't uh… smoke." He informed her. He watched as she lit it up. The blunt entered her mouth, and she took a long drag of it. Tommy watched as she held it in for a little bit, and then she exhaled.

She watched as he kept his eyes on her. "Are you sure, you don't want to try it?" Once again, she held up the brown colored joint for him.

"I'm sure." He smiled small at her.

Kim got up, and she decided to sit on his lap. She was facing him. "I think you should. Keep your mouth open."

What is she asking me to do? Um, I don't know. She's sitting on my lap and looking into my eyes, how can I deny her? He gave in, so Tommy opened his mouth. Kim took a drag of the blunt, and she descended towards his mouth. She blew smoke in there.

"Hold it in." She commanded. Tommy listened. She watched with delight on her face. "Let it circulate in your lungs." It was time. "Blow it out."

He blew it out. Even if he didn't take a hit from it directly, he still felt the smoke hit his lungs like a baseball player hits a baseball. He started coughing immediately, and after a little it sounded like he was wheezing. He took a deep breath. "What… was…" He took another deep breath. "That?" He finally gasped out.

Kim smoked some more, and she blew it out. "Kush." She simply informed. "Now, would you like to take a hit, and this time without me being your vessel?"

"You know that word?" He sheepishly questioned her. She laughed. He saw the blunt in her hand, and it was halfway done.

The stripper got an idea. "Keep eye contact with me." She ordered as she did a little grind against his lap. A little moan escaped his lips. She smoked again.

Tommy opened his mouth, and Kim did blow the smoke in there, and she added her tongue as well. She began to kiss him, and he started to kiss her back. She was his first kiss, so he felt a little self-conscious. Kim lapped her tongue around his, and she held the lead in this kiss. The smoke from the hit was tossed between the two, and their tongues battled for supremacy. She kept moving her hips, so she could feel his erection pressing upon her.

He couldn't believe what was going on, and he didn't care to stop it. She felt too good, and he was feeling too good. The first hit already had him blown. With this one, he knew he was gone. With force, he grabbed her head and pushed him against his lips. He wanted her to kiss harder. She followed his lead now. After a few more minutes, they both parted. Both of them blew out the smoke.

"Shit." Tommy exclaimed. He didn't correct himself, he was high. The couch had ash, and some of the ash burned through. "Look." He lazily pointed.

"It's alright." She calmly stated. She was still sitting on top of him, and she adjusted a bit. His erection was rather engorged? Yes, she knew big words. "Now, take a hit for yourself."

Tommy's thoughts were jumbled, so he just did what he was told. All of his inhibitions were tossed out the window, down to the curb, and ran over by a spaceship at this point. Being this is the first time he's ever smoked; the picture he painted made sense to him.

"Okay." He followed.

"I'll hold it, since it's about to be finished. We don't want you burning yourself." She kidded with him.

"Thanks for your concern." He ironically muttered. She graced him with her smile. He opened his mouth and took, technically, his first drag of weed. Kim retracted the blunt from his mouth.

"Hold it in." She directed. She saw how he was slightly struggling with it. A few seconds later, she knew it was time for him to let it go. "Release." She told him.

He blew it out. That's enough for me. Was his first logical thought since he first arrived to her place.

The stripper known as Geo finished it off. She placed the roach in the ashtray, and placed it on the side table that housed a lamp. She saw his eyes were heavy. "You're high." She didn't question him.

"Yes." Tommy somewhat slurred out. He grabbed his water bottle, and he drank from it. "Am I supposed to feel like this?" He felt numb, and that his head was separated from his body.

Kim smiled. "I think you feel like that because it was your first time." She kindly updated. She used her fingers to gently massage his neck. "How does that feel?"

"Good." He felt pleasure from her touch.

"Was I your first kiss?" She kept him awake.

Tommy had his eyes close, and he was falling asleep. He tried to stay awake, but the herbal remedy relaxed him. Her touches were on point, and he felt like he was on Cloud 9. "Yes." He managed to say.

"I could tell." Kim was high her damn self. "We should do it again." She started to lick around Tommy's lips. Then, she began to nibble his bottom lip.

The wetness of her tongue trailed along his mouth. He felt her grab his head, and she pulled him in for a searing kiss. Tommy liked the kiss. He actually liked it, and he wanted more of her kiss. She rocked back and forth while kissing him, andTommy's hands trailed along her back. It was a duel for supremacy, and Tommy won.

The stripper, the stripper was caught in a daze. "Fuck, you're a quick learner." She bounced a little on his lap.

Tommy began to laugh. "Thank you?" He wasn't sure whether or not to take it as a compliment or what.

"I like you." She stated with boldness.

"I-uh…" His stomach began to growl. "I'm hungry."

He hadn't realized that one of the side effects of smoking marijuana was having an enhanced appetite.

"Come on, I'll make you something to eat, and then we can get back to what we were doing." She said. She helped him get up, and once he was up, she led the way.

He followed her, and he tugged her hand. She looked back at him. "Promise?"