Let The Vixens Play

John raised a brow at her. "Fair enough. And sometimes he can get pretty violent during sex..." John sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"He's hurt you?" Nolee frowned, resting on her back.

John shrugged. "Sometimes, yeah..." He murmured, looking up a the ceiling as he laid down.

"Johnny...is he gonna hurt me to?" Nolee sleepily asked.

"I don't know, just go to sleep." John sighed, turning on his side, struggling to fall asleep.

Nolee fell asleep easily, curling into a ball as she did so. She managed to sleep in a little late, not really wanting to be there.

John woke up early the next morning. He had coffee and was curled up on the couch with his bestie, Mike. That was one person he didn't wanna leave behind if he left.

Nolee woke up eventually, rolling out of bed and walking downstairs in a cute little blue nightgown.

John glanced up, seeing Nolee. He beckoned her forward, still curled up with Mike. The two men we're like Siamese kittens. "Nolee, we need to talk."

Nolee smiled, sitting down in front of them, "Yes Johnny? Whose your cutie pie of a friend?"

John chuckled. "This is Mike. And he aint that cute..." He said. Mike glared and pinched Johnny. "Don't be a bitch..." He grumbled. John squeaked and rolled his eyes. "Anyway, Nolee, I wanna leave but... I can't leave him here. He's my best friend."

Nolee shrugged, "Then he can come with us. I sure as hell don't mind having him around here."

Mike shrugged. "If you can get away with this, I'm in. No one can know though. If Wade finds out,it'll be all of our heads." Mike said. John looked at Nolee. "Tonight I'm main eventing. You'll have to get the keys."

Nolee nodded, "How...how should I go about doing that? He seems to enjoy men better than women>'

"Just... work the charm. Or something. Seduce him. He brought you here for a reason." John said with a shrug. "You can do it."

Nolee sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Okay, okay. You were supposed to show me how to work the pole?"

John nodded and stood, taking Nolee to the pole studio where they practice. "Okay, so you'll start off simple." John said. He turned on the music, Rock On by Def Leppard playing through the speakers and John began to dance. He did much more complex moves but for Nolee, he'd do simple.

Nolee nodded, noting the way that John's lithe body moved around the pole in perfect rythm to the song. She knew she could never do that, her body having been trained in ballet and jazz instead.

John finished the simple routine and looked at Nolee. "And someday, maybe you'll go a little more advanced." He aid and began a more complex routine.
((His routine XD XD https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6GGik2Pnt-E ))

Nolee watched not being able to help the fact that she was drooling a little bit. The thing in front of her was...hot.

John finished and slipped off his wife beater, hot. "So, think you can do that?" He asked, turning toward Nolee and running a hand through his hair.

Nolee laughed, "I can do the first one no problem. It's not so much working the pole as using some jazz techniques. The one you just did? How the hell did you stay on that thing?"

John chuckled. "Lot's of practice and strength. It's hard, but eventually it's easy as breathing." He chuckled. "Plus, I'm a former gymnast." He said.

"You were a gymnast?" Nolee smiled, "Then why the hell did you start working in a place like this?"

John smiled sadly and shrugged. "I had an accident. I couldn't of it anymore so here I am." He sighed. "I'd have liked to be a modern dancer but..." He sighed. "I just had nothing, so I stuck to this. Broadway... I'm not sure if I'm a very good singer. Guess we'll find out if we make it out of here and audition." He chuckled.