The Pink Cloud
Nuvia City, Risa
2000 hours

It didn't take much to get the girls onboard with the idea. Just a little interaction and a few questions and Hoshi confirmed what she already suspected.

They were all secret romantics. Maybe used up and half of them drug addicted…and they'd never, ever admit it…but oh, yes. Secret little hopeless romantics, every one of them.

Plus two of the only three Orions in the troupe immediately started being a couple of sneering, catty little bitches the second they found out Loya was a k'vesk.

And all the Risian girls despised the both of them. They'd had top billing since day one and they kept stealing everyone else's regulars. Constantly!

What a couple of shameless bitches, right?

So Hoshi soon had a half dozen dancers in tow, following her lead right off. Not just because it was so fun and exciting helping the poor k'vesk win her man like that…but because they could rub it in the two Orion slut's faces while they were at it.

It was a real kick how they both stood over there with their arms folded, sneering and snorting so prissily at everything. Just seething that this ridiculous k'vesk was being fawned over like that.

They stripped Loya out of those horrid clothes and went right to work.

Brown cargo pants? Really?

Steel reinforced combat boots? Girl, where do you shop?

And all those guns and knives! Ugh!

A couple of nice, neon pasties to keep things legal…leather g-string with some little danglies bits there…

Perfect!

Now, about that hair!

And your nails! What have you been doing?!

They had to shave Loya a little, because of the g-string. And that got her pretty frisky, so T'Pol had to practically hold her down to keep her from running off to hump Malcolm again. But they finally got her focused.

T'Pol grabbed the first guy that look vaguely decent right out of the crowd.

Dragged him along before he could figure out whether he was being kidnapped or just having the best day ever. While Hoshi grabbed a chair from one of the nearby tables…

"Okay." Hoshi said. "Now, put the chair right up against the wall. You'll need the wall for support and it adds a touch of helplessness to the whole thing. He's trapped, see?"

Hoshi gave her the nod and T'Pol just pushed the guy a little…sending him to stumble back right down into the chair.

The girls slapping his hands away when he gripped the sides uncertainly, trying to rise up again.

"Do not move." T'Pol said, firmly. With a warning finger.

He quit that, right off.

"Now, he's trapped, see?" Hoshi said. "Can't go anywhere. Totally at your mercy!"

The girls saw. They approved.

Hoshi eyed the display carefully for a second, though.

"Right, so…we need his legs open." She said.

She snapped her fingers at that rapidly, to make it happen.

The girls got right on it, snatching his knees open until he sat there…legs wide open…and suddenly looking very unsure about the 'best day ever' thing now…

"No, no. Wider!" Hoshi said. "Move his feet apart, we want an open 'V' shape. Forty-five degrees, at least. All the way would be better."

The girls snatched a little more aggressively.

The guy 'oofed' a little.

"Now you've got room in there to do your thing!" She said, brightly. "And it's real obvious when it starts to work, right? Just watch. He'll be pitching a tent in no time."

Hoshi grabbed Loya then, dragging her over.

"But…but…" Loya dithered.

"No, no! You can do this!"

"But it's 'lap dance'?" Loya questioned. "I'll fall off! And I might step on his rocks!"

"Just do what I tell you, it'll be fine!"

"Oh, no…" Loya worried.

"Now, first part's very important." Hoshi advised. "Step one….'Show Him the Stuff'! Stand right there…"

She nudged…then finally pushed Loya right between the guy's legs.

"…to the side now, look over your shoulder at him…smile! No, like you mean it. Pretend it's Malcolm, Loya! Okay, now arch your back a bit…let the girls have some attention! Okay…poke your butt out…no, high! There you go! See, now he's got the perfect view!

"Okay, up and down a couple of times…you're suggesting straight up sex now…no, slower! No, really slow! Sensually, Loya, like you're really doing it."

The guy in the chair was already drooling.

"Okay, turn into him…loosen up! This is supposed to be fun! Hands on the wall…or the arms of the chair, if it has arms…now, see? Comfy, right? Hey, no touching!"

The girls smacked the offending hands a bit, and T'Pol glared menacingly, until he got the point.

And one of the bouncers had wandered over, taking an interest in the proceedings, so he glared at the guy and growled menacingly as well.

So that put an end to all that.

"Step two…'The Tease'!" Hoshi said, coming alongside to get a better look at things. Maintaining overwatch here.

Loya was right over the guy, hands on the wall just above his head, chest right in his face. And he was gripping the sides of the chair pretty tight.

"Now, move in! Just a tease, so don't touch! No, no, back up again. Slower, inch by inch…let him see the girls coming. Make a dance out of it, don't just attack him with your boobs! Okay, slower…stop! No touching! Now, you swoop down really gracefully and sensually…but, quick! So it's a surprise! Right up against his chest."

Loya balked.

"But…you said no touching!"

"Except for this part." Hoshi amended. "Really! It's the only touching part! See, because then he's thinking you might touch again later! But you won't, so he's anticipating…"

Loya grumbled…but she let the girls bump him one time. For just a second…

"Okay, well you're going to have to do better than that." Hoshi frowned.

A slow, sensual slide then…

The guys was just about vibrating now.

"See? He loves it!" Hoshi beamed, clapping. "Okay, now step three…'Wish You Were Here'!"

"What that is?" Loya frowned.

"Back between his legs…okay, show him the stuff again…no butt higher, Loya. Hands on your boobs…caress them a bit…make him jealous! Okay, down your stomach…all the way…okay, no, not that far. Okay, seriously, stop that…"

"But that works." Loya objected. "Look, see?"

"Yes, but we're teasing! We don't want to get him off!"

Loya grumbled.

"Turn around…no, same position. Butt high, back arched, girls at attention…massage your butt a bit. Really work it! The whole idea here is that he can't touch, so he's got to imagine he's massaging your butt."

"This is making me horny, Hoshi!" Loya pouted.

"Well, that's what Malcolm's for."

"Can I go…?"

"No, we're not finished!"

Loya growled, frustrated.

"Look, this is the easy part , I promise! Step three…The 'Hip-Notizer'! Now you've got him all worked up, right? So face him…right, like that. Bend your knees a little…now sway your hips…see, this is why music helps here, it gives you something to move to…right, see? This is the dance part!"

The girls all stood and watched, lips pursed, arms folded, eyes narrowed.

T'Pol took notes on her data unit, eyeing the proceedings critically.

A couple of other bouncers wandered over. Because a crowd had started to form and whatever was happening over here was actually distracting from Emerald up there on the stage. And she was the main attraction.

"Now, step four…we bring it all home with the 'Cowgirl'!"

"What a cowgirl is?" Loya frowned, irritably.

"Just dance right out of the Hip-Notizer and into the Cowgirl. Swing your butt right over his crotch…no, up a bit. No touching, remember? Move around in circles, right over him…pretend you're painting his whole lap with your butt."

"That's stupid!"

"Look, it works! We're suggesting sex here, remember?"

"This is not making sex!"

"Just do it, Loya! Round and round…okay, now up and down a bit…"

"That's making sex, Hoshi!"

"Right, so do that a bit…now look back over your shoulder and smile…or better yet, lick your lips, like you're really into it…just pretend it's Malcolm back there again…right! See? Okay, a few more seconds…that's it! Done!"

Hoshi stepped over and dragged Loya away, turning her around to look at the poor guy in the chair.

She put out one hand, presenting the scene for review.

"There you go!" Hoshi said proudly.

Loya frowned and looked it over.

The guy was sitting there trembling. Tent firmly pitched. Gripping the sides of the chair like his life depended on it.

Panting.

"See?" Hoshi grinned.

Loya…had to concede the point.

"Okay, that worked." She said. "That will work on Malcolm?"

"Honey, that will work on anybody."

"Me next!" One of the girls piped up. "Teach me!"

"Me, too! I can do it!" Said another.

"I am…uncertain." T'Pol said. "I think I would benefit more from a second demonstration."

So they grabbed a few more chairs from the tables and the bouncers grabbed a few more guys from the crowd.

And they went to work.

They had three-quarters of the crowd gathered on their side of the floor by the time they were halfway through The Tease.

And Emerald did not appreciate having three-quarters of the crowd snatched right out from under her like that. Especially when she found out about the k'vesk.

There was really only one way to cause a major disturbance in the Pink Cloud. The sort that got people's heads cracked open. So she set about making that happen. Turning on the charms, tossing some pheromones around…

And the lap dance class going on down on the floor suddenly had a half dozen guys who weren't onboard with the 'no touch' rule. Which prompted a few other more impulsive creeps to follow suite.

Things got out of hand. And the bouncers started cracking heads.

Then Trip, Malcolm and Travis finally figured out where the girls had gone and they showed up. They were not happy with what they discovered. And they took out their disagreement with that on the three dozen men doing their best to get their hands on things they shouldn't.

Trip put down four of them. Travis another five.

Malcolm, though…he ended up having the bouncers back him up. He had about two dozen guys either laid out cold or writhing on the floor in unbearable agony.

They broke it up pretty quick.

The girls were very appreciative.

But then Caros witnessed the whole thing, saw the golden opportunity it represented and was dragging Malcolm away before Loya could jump him on the floor like she really, seriously needed to right then.

And T'Pol decided it was logical to pursue and protect Malcolm, instead of trying the lap dance ritual on Trip. As she would have preferred.

And Hoshi just had to know why Travis was so furious at her all of a sudden. Because that hurt her feelings, what he said.

So everyone ended up going after Malcolm.

And Hoshi didn't manage to get Travis to stop and explain what the hell his problem was until they got to the Iron Ring.

Then he finally admitted he was jealous. And Hoshi found out he didn't know they already had a thing going on here. That he thought they didn't have a thing going on here. And that he was mad because he thought she was dancing in some other guy's lap instead of his.

So she had to put all that straight right away.

So while T'Pol and Trip sat on Loya, so Malcolm could jump in the pit…she dragged him into the restroom. Because she'd never done in a restroom before. That was just way too naughty and…dirty.

It was fantastic. All two minutes of it.

It was amazing how fantastic it was. Like she'd taken some kind of drug that just made things like that…amazingly fantastic.

And there was a tattoo shop right down the street, on the corner of Ecstasy Street. So she had just the most amazingly fantastic idea ever. An even more amazingly fantastic idea than teaching Loya how to lap dance.

The Orion tattoo girl only spoke Orion, though. So Hoshi had to explain what she wanted in Low Orion. But she was pretty sure she got the idea across, even if Travis kissing on her neck like that was so amazingly fantastically distracting…