Dee laughed, "Sorry, couldn't help myself, and besides we're supposed to be dancing all sexy like."
"Yeah, but I'm not used to..." Ryo began, flushing.
"Don't worry, I'm a good teacher." Dee smirked. "Calm down," Dee breathed in Ryo's ear, "it's not like we're having sex on stage or anything, just dancing and stripping a bit."
Ryo went ten times redder at the mere mention of the word "sex" He wouldn't admit it out loud, but that word turned him on so much, especially when it was Dee saying it.
"I know that, Dee..." Ryo whispered, "it's just really embarrassing doing this in front of others."
"Just pretend I'm the only one around."
'It's still embarrassing,' Ryo thought, giving Dee a short nod, "I'll try."
On the other side of the room, Drake was eyeing JJ, who was sitting down on the couch, looking up at the ceiling. Gathering all his courage, Drake walked over to the younger cop, sitting down next to him.
"JJ?" Drake said, speaking loud over the music. Drake had since changed the CD to something more appropriate.
JJ looked over at Drake, his face turning purple. 'He likes me! Like I like Dee! I still like Dee, but I know it would never happen...so.. it's time for me to move on, and besides... Drake is very handsome... and on the plus side, he's a lot nicer then Dee...'
Drake raised an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side. JJ's eyes had a far off, "I'm thinking" look. 'What's he thinking about?'
"Umm, JJ, you know, Rose said we have to pretend we're partners at the club, sooo, wanna dance?" Drake asked, trying not to blush at the thought of dancing with JJ.
JJ stood up, "oh, right... yeah, we should practice and... okay." JJ smiled, holding his hands out for Drake to take.
Drake stood up, taking JJ's hands in his. He walked the other to a open space in the living room, putting his hands on JJ's hips. JJ gave Drake a small smile, putting his hands around his neck.
"Hello, my name is Kaylee! I'm in charge of picking out the dancers I want for the club."
Dee scratched his head. This was the person working on the inside!? A girl was in charge of picking the dancers for a gay club!
"Hehe, I know what you're thinking, but the jokes on you," Kaylee said. "Take a closer look at..."
Dee looked at Ryo and the others lined up to audition to be dancers. He could see that he wasn't the only one confused.
"Shesh, you guys are s.l.o.w." Kaylee mumbled, "well I guess I should be flattered, seeing as you all think I'm a girl."
"Huh, you're not?" JJ exclaimed.
"Geez, no. I just enjoy wearing women's clothing. Did you really think the boss would hire a girl to audition the dancers?" Kaylee said. He tapped his lips, looking at everyone. "Okay, everyone line up. Let me have a look at you all."
One by one, everyone lined up.
"Hmm," Kaylee walked up and down the line of men, looking each up and down. "Sorry, too skinny." he mumbled, sending someone away.
"Too young," he rolled his eyes, "you think I can't tell you're under eighteen?" Kaylee shook his head, "sorry, go home, but... do come back after your eighteenth birthday, you're hot."
The teen he was talking to went from looking bummed, to beaming. "Thank you! I will." The teen walked out of the room, his head held high.
"Hmm," Kaylee grinned, stopping at Ryo. He gave the man a wink, knowing who he and the other three were.
"You have a shyness about you. The guys will love that, I'm sure. And you're very cute to boot. You can stay to audition."
Ryo blushed, nodding, "thank you."
One by one, people were either told to stay or leave.
"Okay, now that I've weeded out all the bad seeds, it's time for the auditions."
"First up, JJ and Drake." Kaylee smiled at JJ and Drake, motioning for them to start.
JJ licked his lips, feeling a bit nervous.
"Just like we practiced," Drake whispered in JJ's ear.
Slow music filled the room as the two cops started to sensually move to the beat of the music. As they danced, Drake's hands started to roam around JJ's body, going under his shirt. Shivering at the touch, JJ bucked his hips against Drake's, moaning. Catcalls could be heard from the other men waiting for their turn to audition.
Ever so slowly, Drake moved his hands up JJ's chest, slipping his shirt off him. He licked his lips, tossing the shirt toward the whooping men.
As the two danced a older man with dark black hair walked into the room. He was tall and had a very muscley build.
Dee glanced over at the man, not liking the looks of him for some reason.
Ryo nudged Dee in the ribs, "that's him," he whispered, remembering the photo Rose had showed them of the club owner, "Fritz."
"Mr. Reno, what do you think of these two?" Kaylee asked, after JJ and Drake had finished their dance.
Fritz looked at the two, nodding his head, "Lovely." Fritz gave Kaylee a oily smile, then walked out the room.
"Everyone that was Fritz Reno, the owner of this club."
"Oh, yeah, JJ, Drake, I loved the dance, you're in." Kaylee smiled to the two, "though, a little tip. When you're out there in front of the men, a few kisses here and there will really get the crowd going."
"You four." Kaylee pointed to Dee, Ryo, Drake and JJ. "My newest dancers, come with me. I need to talk to you about rules and what not."
The four followed the man.
When they were alone, Kaylee locked the door.
"Okay, it's like this.."
Dee blinked. Kaylee's voice was suddenly deeper; more manly.
"My name is Karl Webster. I've worked undercover here for some time, but with the position I'm in, I can't really find anything out. So I contacted your precinct and asked if they had any officers that could go undercover as gay strippers."
"That's where you four come in." Karl said. He grinned, seeing the looks on the others faces. "I'm married to a wonderful women, have three kids, and I'm not gay, obviously."
"Man, you really are undercover," JJ muttered. "So you don't like guys at all?"
Karl grinned, "sure, I'm bisexual, that's why my boss asked me to do this job. My wife knows and excepts that I'm attracted to men as well."
"So you don't normally parade around in women's clothing, do you?" Ryo asked.
"Nope," Karl laughed, "I'm surprised at how good I actually look in this get up."
"Okay, so what are we supposed to be doing?" Drake asked, "besides dancing for your customers."
"Manly keep an eye on Fritz. He's the root of all the disappearing strippers, I'm sure. You just need to get proof." Karl said.
"Okay, so keep a eye on the creepy man," Dee muttered, seeing the looks the others gave him, "what! He does creep me out."
"Yes, that's all for now," Karl motioned everyone out the door.
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