Ororo Munroe applied her mascara and smiled. Her outfit was perfect. She picked up her brush and started to brush her hair. It as a nervous habit she retained from youth, and it allowed her to think about things that were giving her problems.
Like this job…if you felt shouldn't give your employer your real name, you probably shouldn't be there.
"Stacey!" Ororo sighed. Stacey McNicol was what she told Nathaniel Essex, the owner, and now she really hated that name. She turned around and put down her down her brush. Vertigo was owned by Essex, and she thought she could boss around of the other dancers.
Not only did her intimidation routine not work, Ororo stole the coveted stop as the headliner, or the last girl to dance. All in all, Ororo couldn't blame her animosity. She wasn't very smart. "What is it Vertigo?"
"Be ready when I'm done. I know it would usually take a while to hide that face of yours, but three minutes is all you get." She sneered.
"I'll be ready before they boo you off the stage, so don't worry." Ororo went back to her brushing, ignoring the fuming woman.
"Stacey, have you gained weight?" She asked, a smug smile on her lips.
"No, have your fake breasts started to sag before the warranty was up?" Ororo asked innocently, still brushing her hair.
Vertigo chocked in anger, but before the argument could escalate into the physical, the announcer called her to the stage. She walked out of the room, and Ororo went back to her hair, smiling softly.
Logan almost laughed. "Twenty five dollar cover charge?"
"Yep." The bouncer said gruffly.
"When did that happen?"
"He got a new dancer a month ago. Are you gonna pay?" Logan sighed and paid. "I hope it's worth it."
The bouncer placed his money in the register and stepped aside. "Oh, it is."
Logan walked into a large, brightly mirrored room. There was a stage with two poles on it, and a large crowd milling around, some looking at the unimaginative stripper on stage.
Grabbing a drink, he sat down at the stage after starting down a small man that was there before he was. Logan turned around, and on a whole, they weren't looking at the stripper on the stage. "Hey bub, what's going on? She's stripping, and no one is looking." He asked the guy beside him.
"Yeah, because she's not Stacey. We're all waiting for her."
The guy took a swig from his drink, and held out his hand. " Charlie."
"Logan. Who's Stacey." He shook his hand.
"Probably the best dancer I've ever seen…Man she's got a set of boobs…ooh man…" He trailed off and took another swig.
"When does she dance?" Logan asked, sitting back looking at the stripper place her hands to the pole and rotate her hips.
"Next. You're in for something you might not forget. She's ruined me on the other women, and my wife won't dye her hair white and drop 200 pounds." Charlie barked, laughing hard.
"What? White hair?" Logan asked puzzled. Charlie's response was silenced when the stripper left the stage.
"Gentlemen, this is what you've been waiting for all night! It's the wind rider herself! Stacey!"
The crowd immediately converged into the space in front of the stage, and one of the most beautiful women stepped from the curtain.
Ororo started out facing the curtain, music starts, and she drenched her hair.
Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on
Livin' like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man
Your man
She turned around, wearing a tight white tee shirt and a white G string. She walks up the catwalk, her vibrant walk causing her body to bounce in interesting ways.
Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on
Livin' like a lover with a radar phone
Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp
Demolition woman, can I be your man
Your man
She does a cartwheel, and with the bottle still in her hands she grasp the pole with her legs, admist the cheers. She smiles at a few guys, and one of them falls out of their chair.
Razzle 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light
Television lover, baby, go all night
Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet
Little miss-a-innocent sugar me, yeah
She looks at Logan, surprised a little. "he's absolutely amazing," she thinks, and she throws him the bottle. He catches it with ease, a small smile on his face. She grabs the pole behind her, releasing her legs and sliding down slowly, giving everyone a good long view. Standing and spinning, she does a back walkover and ends up right in front of Logan.
Take a bottle, shake it up
Break the bubble, break it up
Logan is grinning like an idiot, shaking the bottle. She smiles and bends over backwards, and winked at him.
Pour some sugar on me, ooh, in the name of love
Pour some sugar on me, c'mon fire me up
Pour your sugar on me, oh, I can't get enough
I'm hot, sticky sweet from my head to my feet yeah
Logan sprays it on her shirt, making it transparent. As more of he chest is exposed, his jaw drops. Someone chokes on their drink. The bottle falls to the floor, forgotten.
Listen
Red light, yellow light, green-a-light go
Crazy little woman in a one man show
Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love
Sweet dream, saccharine, loosen up
I loosen up
She stands and spins, facing the audience. She breathes, and the crowd cheers. Ororo tears her shirt a little, the small rip tearing all the way down her shirt, while the crowd goes wild. She slips out of it, and shakes her boobs, the crowd giving her a standing ovation. Logan is just sitting there, transfixed by all he saw. She gives everyone a dazzling smile, and throws the wet shirt at Logan, and leaves the stage.
Logan is left, mouth open. "What did I tell you?" Charlie smirked, getting up and leaving. Logan scrambles for his beer and stands up.
"I told you, didn't I?" he said, slapping Logan on the back.
"Yeah, you did. Whoa..."
"You're coming back, aren't you?"
"You could be your life on it." He said, walking out of the club.
Backstage, Ororo was gathering her stuff together. That man...he was absolutely amazing looking. She sighed. She hadn't been interested in dating since breaking up with Forge...but now...seeing that man in the audience made her feel lonely. "I hope he comes back."
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