Excerpt:
The crowd at Riley’s
Place was loud and drunk as always.
Despite the crowd, Danny was able to find a small table in the
corner. As he usually did on his visits
to the club he ordered a pitcher of beer and some popcorn. Danny took in everything around him. The men were of all classes and incomes. Some were trying to look like playas with
their cigars and wads of cash in their hands.
Some looked like thugs hardened by the school of hard knocks. The rest looked like they were happy to be
this close to naked women.
The dancers came out one at a time in provocative attire. Some were slim, some were voluptuous, some were tall, and some were short. Some were bottom heavy, some were top heavy. All had screamingly erotic auras. They took off their clothes and danced to the beats of the pulsating music. Danny simply watched and occasionally nodded his head as if he was in a state of trance. For 45 minutes he was in a state of relaxation until the DJ announced, “Now coming to the stage…show some love for Steam!”
At that moment the men in the club went crazy. As the music pumped a woman came out in four-inch heels, a dress that stopped halfway on her butt and a fireman’s hat. Steam had light-brown skin, relatively small breasts and the legs of a Broadway dancer. The crowd began to yell as Steam began her slow erotic dance. Men rushed the stage to tip her before she finished undressing. Steam’s shoulder length hair slightly framed her slim face with its slightly upturned nose and heart-shaped lips. Her most beautiful feature was her eyes. Though an ordinary shade of brown there was something about her eyes which captivated men and women alike. They seemed to be both wise and distant at the same time.
When she finished disrobing the energy level in the room went higher as the crowd got a full look at Steam’s perfectly round butt and hips. Men were so transfixed on Steam’s lower body that her relatively small breasts were virtually ignored. It made her more endearing. As Steam danced her movements were like a magnet, which drew streams of energy from the men in the club. Steam moved as if she was oblivious to the attention. She was in her own reality. Then as she moved around on the stage her eyes caught sight of Danny. For a few seconds Steam’s eyes locked onto Danny’s eyes. In a brief moment nothing was said but everything was understood. The expression of neither Danny nor Steam changed and yet within them a great deal was happening.
Danny felt like a deer frozen in the headlights of a car without brakes. A stream of energy so powerful hit that he was taken by surprise.
Outwardly no reaction.
Inwardly a volcano erupted.
Slowly Danny reached into his back pocket to get his wallet and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill. Danny was moved, no, he thought. He was commanded to give Steam money.
The immovable object had been moved.
As he walked to the stage, Danny felt pulled as if by a powerful magnet. When he reached the stage Steam paused to allow Danny to tip her.
“Thank you,” Steam smiled slightly.
“Come to my table,” Danny said softly with his mouth. You will come to my table, he commanded with his eyes.
“When I’m through.” Steam looked into Danny’s eyes and continued to dance.
*************
“I can’t believe he tipped you. He never tips,” Destiny said as she put on shorts and a vest on her slim body.
“And he gave you a twenty. He musta been saving for you.” Thunder rested her voluptuous body on a chair.
Steam was putting on a tight form fitting spandex mini dress. “He never tips?”
“Oh that’s right. You haven’t seen mister cheapskate pretty boy. Chile let me tell you. One set I did everything but sit on that dude’s face and he just looked at me with those pretty eyes of his like I was disturbing his groove.” Destiny laughed as she adjusted her costume.
“You musta enchanted him ‘cause I ain’t never seen a man get off his ass like that. You worked a mojo on him. You into that voodoo shit?” Thunder asked.
“I did something,” Steam said quietly. “He wants me to come to his table.”
Thunder laughed. “Well get on with ya bad self. Break off a little sumptin, sumptin.”
“Girl you crazy,” Steam said as she went out to the floor.
Steam moved through the crowd as if in a dream. She said something to all the men who tipped her and even to the ones who didn’t. Despite the requests of several men Steam never lost sight of her objective, Danny. She was like a moth drawn to a flame burning amidst a dark abyss.
Steam reached Danny’s table. “Hello.”
“What’s up? Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?” Danny stood up and offered Steam a seat.
Steam sat down and crossed her legs. “I don’t drink. Thank you though,”
“You’re really something,” Danny said as he sat down.
“Thank you. I must be since the girls tell me you never tip.”
“I got a rep huh?”
“That’s putting it mildly. You don’t like the other girls?”
“They’re all right. It just takes a lot to move me. I figure I’m doing my part by paying admission and buying beer.”
“So what’s different about me?”
“One it’s your legs. Even now it’s taking all my willpower to keep from looking down.”
“You must have a strong will because you haven’t taken your eyes off of my face.”
“You have a beautiful face.”
“You’re different. You not like the other men in here. I can’t put my finger on it.” Steam liked how Danny's Caesar haircut framed his handsome face.
“I’m just a hardworking man looking to unwind. I’m recharging my batteries so to speak. You ladies generate a lot of heat.”
“Thank you. Maybe you should tip more and you’ll really get charged up.”
Danny grinned. “When you put it like that…”
Steam barely suppressed a gasp when she looked at Danny’s eyes and smile.
“The fellas look like they are jealous you’re spending time with me. Maybe they should give you twenties too,” Danny said.
“Please, they’ll give me credit cards if I allow them to,” Steam said matter of factly. “Are you hanging around for my next set?”
“I wish I could but I have something to do in the morning.”
“Will you come back?”
“I’ll be back.”
“See you later…that’s funny. I don’t know your name.”
“Danny Code.”
“Wow, you sound like an action hero. Is your life exciting?”
“Depends on who you ask.”
Steam stood up. “Hmmmm. I have to get backstage. Hope to see you again soon.”
“You will.”
Steam left the table lost in her thoughts until a voice interrupted her.
“Hey boo how come you didn’t stop and talk with us?” A big fat man with a Ravens jersey and jeans asked out loud.
“Tip me more and I will,” Steam said with slight grin as she headed for the dressing room.
“Han, don’t even worry ‘bout that freak,” a slim man with a scraggly goatee said.
Han was pissed. “She can’t be walking past me like that.”
“Let it go dawg.”
“Here that bamma come she was hollering at,” Han said as Danny walked by and looked briefly at Han and kept walking.
“Whassup with that nigga? He don’t know.” Han was very agitated.
“Better leave him alone dawg. You see that bamma’s eyes? They look like they done seen some shit. Don’t even stress over it. Let’s keep checking out these broads.”
The dancers came out one at a time in provocative attire. Some were slim, some were voluptuous, some were tall, and some were short. Some were bottom heavy, some were top heavy. All had screamingly erotic auras. They took off their clothes and danced to the beats of the pulsating music. Danny simply watched and occasionally nodded his head as if he was in a state of trance. For 45 minutes he was in a state of relaxation until the DJ announced, “Now coming to the stage…show some love for Steam!”
At that moment the men in the club went crazy. As the music pumped a woman came out in four-inch heels, a dress that stopped halfway on her butt and a fireman’s hat. Steam had light-brown skin, relatively small breasts and the legs of a Broadway dancer. The crowd began to yell as Steam began her slow erotic dance. Men rushed the stage to tip her before she finished undressing. Steam’s shoulder length hair slightly framed her slim face with its slightly upturned nose and heart-shaped lips. Her most beautiful feature was her eyes. Though an ordinary shade of brown there was something about her eyes which captivated men and women alike. They seemed to be both wise and distant at the same time.
When she finished disrobing the energy level in the room went higher as the crowd got a full look at Steam’s perfectly round butt and hips. Men were so transfixed on Steam’s lower body that her relatively small breasts were virtually ignored. It made her more endearing. As Steam danced her movements were like a magnet, which drew streams of energy from the men in the club. Steam moved as if she was oblivious to the attention. She was in her own reality. Then as she moved around on the stage her eyes caught sight of Danny. For a few seconds Steam’s eyes locked onto Danny’s eyes. In a brief moment nothing was said but everything was understood. The expression of neither Danny nor Steam changed and yet within them a great deal was happening.
Danny felt like a deer frozen in the headlights of a car without brakes. A stream of energy so powerful hit that he was taken by surprise.
Outwardly no reaction.
Inwardly a volcano erupted.
Slowly Danny reached into his back pocket to get his wallet and pulled out a twenty-dollar bill. Danny was moved, no, he thought. He was commanded to give Steam money.
The immovable object had been moved.
As he walked to the stage, Danny felt pulled as if by a powerful magnet. When he reached the stage Steam paused to allow Danny to tip her.
“Thank you,” Steam smiled slightly.
“Come to my table,” Danny said softly with his mouth. You will come to my table, he commanded with his eyes.
“When I’m through.” Steam looked into Danny’s eyes and continued to dance.
*************
“I can’t believe he tipped you. He never tips,” Destiny said as she put on shorts and a vest on her slim body.
“And he gave you a twenty. He musta been saving for you.” Thunder rested her voluptuous body on a chair.
Steam was putting on a tight form fitting spandex mini dress. “He never tips?”
“Oh that’s right. You haven’t seen mister cheapskate pretty boy. Chile let me tell you. One set I did everything but sit on that dude’s face and he just looked at me with those pretty eyes of his like I was disturbing his groove.” Destiny laughed as she adjusted her costume.
“You musta enchanted him ‘cause I ain’t never seen a man get off his ass like that. You worked a mojo on him. You into that voodoo shit?” Thunder asked.
“I did something,” Steam said quietly. “He wants me to come to his table.”
Thunder laughed. “Well get on with ya bad self. Break off a little sumptin, sumptin.”
“Girl you crazy,” Steam said as she went out to the floor.
Steam moved through the crowd as if in a dream. She said something to all the men who tipped her and even to the ones who didn’t. Despite the requests of several men Steam never lost sight of her objective, Danny. She was like a moth drawn to a flame burning amidst a dark abyss.
Steam reached Danny’s table. “Hello.”
“What’s up? Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?” Danny stood up and offered Steam a seat.
Steam sat down and crossed her legs. “I don’t drink. Thank you though,”
“You’re really something,” Danny said as he sat down.
“Thank you. I must be since the girls tell me you never tip.”
“I got a rep huh?”
“That’s putting it mildly. You don’t like the other girls?”
“They’re all right. It just takes a lot to move me. I figure I’m doing my part by paying admission and buying beer.”
“So what’s different about me?”
“One it’s your legs. Even now it’s taking all my willpower to keep from looking down.”
“You must have a strong will because you haven’t taken your eyes off of my face.”
“You have a beautiful face.”
“You’re different. You not like the other men in here. I can’t put my finger on it.” Steam liked how Danny's Caesar haircut framed his handsome face.
“I’m just a hardworking man looking to unwind. I’m recharging my batteries so to speak. You ladies generate a lot of heat.”
“Thank you. Maybe you should tip more and you’ll really get charged up.”
Danny grinned. “When you put it like that…”
Steam barely suppressed a gasp when she looked at Danny’s eyes and smile.
“The fellas look like they are jealous you’re spending time with me. Maybe they should give you twenties too,” Danny said.
“Please, they’ll give me credit cards if I allow them to,” Steam said matter of factly. “Are you hanging around for my next set?”
“I wish I could but I have something to do in the morning.”
“Will you come back?”
“I’ll be back.”
“See you later…that’s funny. I don’t know your name.”
“Danny Code.”
“Wow, you sound like an action hero. Is your life exciting?”
“Depends on who you ask.”
Steam stood up. “Hmmmm. I have to get backstage. Hope to see you again soon.”
“You will.”
Steam left the table lost in her thoughts until a voice interrupted her.
“Hey boo how come you didn’t stop and talk with us?” A big fat man with a Ravens jersey and jeans asked out loud.
“Tip me more and I will,” Steam said with slight grin as she headed for the dressing room.
“Han, don’t even worry ‘bout that freak,” a slim man with a scraggly goatee said.
Han was pissed. “She can’t be walking past me like that.”
“Let it go dawg.”
“Here that bamma come she was hollering at,” Han said as Danny walked by and looked briefly at Han and kept walking.
“Whassup with that nigga? He don’t know.” Han was very agitated.
“Better leave him alone dawg. You see that bamma’s eyes? They look like they done seen some shit. Don’t even stress over it. Let’s keep checking out these broads.”