'Alexis, be straight with me.'

Lindsay finished running her hairbrush through her freshly straightened so the dark waterfall hung sleekly to the middle of her back, turned to look at her maid-of-honour who was dabbing on a top-coat of lip-gloss. 'Is it really weird we're doing this?'

'Lindsay, I swear, you're worse than Andrea some days,' Alexis chided her gently. 'This weekend is about you.'

'But everyone is here, and everyone should have fun.'

'And we will because we're out celebrating you getting married.'

'But-'

'Lindsay.' Alexis rose and put her hands on her friend's cheeks, gave her a gentle smile. 'This weekend is for you, it is the bride's choice of what we get to do. We just planned the surprises along the way for you, that's all. Besides, I've known plenty of straight women who prefers to watch other women at a strip club. You're also forgetting one very crucial thing.'

'What's that?'

'What's the number one male fantasy in the world?'

'Girl-on-girl,' Lindsay replied automatically.

'Exactly, and how hot do you think Adam will get when he learns you have been watching other women jiggle and bounce and were getting aroused by it because it reminded you of how you wanted to give him his own little show?'

The idea of doing a striptease for Adam - something Lindsay had thought about doing for their first married Valentine's Day - gave her goosebumps all over and she grinned slyly at her friend. 'He won't have a fucking snowball's chance.'

'Exactly,' Alexis said again, gave a little shimmy. 'Come on, let's go find our girls.'

They met the others downstairs in the lobby - Lindsay and Alexis had gotten a suite just for the two of them, especially for the bride and maid of honour - and when she saw the girls were just as giddy as Lindsay felt now, the tension of being thought ridiculous began to fade.

'There's our girl!' Lanie had caught sight of them approaching and gave Beckett a little jab in the ribs with her elbow to get the rest of the group's attention too. 'Hey sexy lady! You ready for some fun?'

'You know it.'

'Wait, wait, picture time!' Every the shutterbug, Honey-Milk got them all to squish together for a group shot, then gave Lindsay a squeezing hug. 'Okay, time to get you drunk off your pretty little ass with naked entertainment.'

They took Lindsay to a little spot called The Zodiac Club, a tasteful place with the main show-room done in blues and golds, and each dancer had gold stars painted on her body in the form of one of each of the constellations. And Lindsay did use the term 'dancer' lightly - these women were doing some acrobatic tricks, in heels no less, that would make some contortionists weep tears of joy.

When they'd been seated in their VIP section near the stage Lanie passed around singles to each of the women while Beckett reached into her purse and pulled out a little set of score cards, handed out markers as one of the tight-body waitresses brought over a round of test-tube shots.

'Okay, ladies here's how it works - you give the dancer a score out of ten on style and technique, and then whoever has the highest scores does a shot with Lindsay. You refuse your shot, you have to tell a dirty story about you and your man.'

'I'm in,' Meredeth said with a grin, passing around shots to get them all started. 'And I think Miss Leo Lioness is up first.'

The girls focused their attention on the stage and began to watch the woman, lithe and smooth in her movements, whip around the silver pole; Lindsay was transfixed, watching how the woman made eye contact with her audience and totally aware of her own power to make them lap after her like panting dogs. She shifted forward in her seat, Alexis' advice coming back to her - how hot do you think Adam will get when he learns you have been watching other women jiggle and bounce and were getting aroused by it because it reminded you of how you wanted to give him his own little show - and licked her lips a little.

When the performance was done, Lindsay marked down an '8' on her card in bright green marker, looked at the other girls. 'Read 'em and weep ladies.'

The women held up their cards, and everyone made ooh-ing noises when it was Robina and Meredeth who matched Lindsay's score of '8' as well. They reached forward for the shots but, Meredeth snatched her hand back, grinned. 'I think since I've got a reputation amongst our friends as having turned my husband part rabbit I should tell the first dirty story of the night.'

'Yes, yes, yes,' Lili agreed with a happy little wiggle. 'I know he's my brother but I like hearing about my friend getting laid when it puts a smile like that on her face. Out with it mama, which one will it be?'

'Oh, let's let the bride pick,' Sloan giggled. 'She is the one calling the shots right now.'

'Hmmm.' Lindsay took another two test-tubes and tossed them back to get her tongue to loosen up. 'Best moment of inconvenient arousal.'

'Oooo, that's a good one,' Andrea snickered, then took another test-tube shot for herself. 'How 'bout it Mere?'

'I was sitting with him at a concert at Lili's church when Lili was singing and Javi started getting all squirming over one particular song, and I couldn't figure out what the fuck his problem was, so I asked him and he whispered in my ear, the way that girl is singing that high note, that's what you said like when you come, and I just about melted into the floor.'

'Did you two find an empty confessional?' Lindsay teased her and Meredeth simply grinned.

'We barely made it back home before we were tearing off each other's clothes.'

'Nice. Okay bride,' Lanie gave her shoulder a little bump. 'Your turn now.'

Lindsay thought it over, and could only come up with one answer. 'It was when my parents were visiting in February, when I had that trauma case go south and then they made me stay up after my shift to make dinner. Adam took me into our room for a little privacy so I could just relax a little and I could hardly see straight I was so tired and overwhelmed by just needing to...well...'

'There's not shame in admitting you wanted to bang your man, Lindsay,' Beckett assured her. 'Sometimes when I have a tough case that's all that gets me through the day, is the knowledge I can go home and bone Rick like a French duck just to get it all out.'

'Okay, so I just need to...I need to fuck him, to feel good again,' Lindsay admitted on a rush, liking the feeling of being so open with her friends and not being judged, 'so we started kissing and making out, he was putting his hands on me and my mother knocked on the door.'

'No!' Sloan gasped along with Lili and Robina, the latter chipping in, 'What did you do?'

'She said for me to not be long, she needed help in the kitchen. I replied okay, and...well, I let Adam finish me off first.' Lindsay bit her lip, glanced up at the Virgo dancer gyrating on stage in time to Madonna's appropriately matched Like a Virgin. 'I've never so naughty as when I went back into the kitchen with my mother as I did that night with the feeling of Adam's fingers between my thighs.'

'Whoa.' Alexis waved a hand in front of her face. 'Spicy.'

'Oh shut up, it-'

'It's a perfect story for tonight,' Sloan cut her off, and grabbed a shot for herself. 'Now something a little less embarrassing. How about we hear some naughty stories from you and Adam going to Bermuda on your eight-months together. You already told us that was when you were first sleeping together. I bet you two got pretty wild huh?'

'Wait, wait.' Lili held up one hand, tapped her score-card with the other. 'We have more shots to hand out and more bodies to watch!'

'Oooh, Scorpio is next!' Meredeth crowed triumphantly. 'Us Scorpios are always hot.'

'Which explains so much about you,' Robina teased her friend.

Lindsay listened to them, grabbed another shot. If this was only the start of the night it was going to be one to remember for sure.