No Pulse Inside of Me
Chapter 30
Brian’s POV:
Please tell me you can come get me stoned….left mine at home -T. I chuckled as I read the text. She must be nervous, she’s on in 15 minutes. I didn’t bother replying, and made my way back stage to her dressing room. The owner is locked away in his office. Jacoby and Jerry are keeping him company, and Tobin and Tony were standing by just outside the door. They need to stay out of sight for the time being anyway. You can still see remnants of what Jacoby did to his face. There was still bruising around his nose and eyes, and a few cuts that haven’t healed all the way. I stopped at her room, and knocked. She opened the door, and I couldn’t help but smile at her outfit. She had on a red flannel shirt with the sleeves folded up to her elbows, and the ends tied up just under her chest. The top 3 buttons were undone, and you could see the black lace of her bra. Her short cut off shorts stopped just below her ass hugging it ever so nicely. “You look like a hotter version Daisy Duke.” I said walking in, and sitting in a chair next to the vanity. “It was this or Mary Ann. He‘s an older guy, why not play at a boy hood fantasy.” she said with a grin. I took my hat off and pulled out the joint I had stashed in the brim, you know in case of an emergency. “Watch him be a Mary Ann fan.” I said handing the joint to her to spark. “Oh come on who doesn’t like Daisy Duke? They even named short cut offs after her. You remember the song,” she said handing the joint to me “Look at them girls with the Daisy Dukes on.” she started to sing as she started shaking her ass. I couldn’t help but chuckle when she let out a yelp after I smacked it. “Hey.” she said with a smile as she rubbed her ass. “Well if you’re going to put it in my face, I’m going to smack it.” I said putting my hands up in defense.
She giggled and jumped slightly when there was a knock on the door. I cracked open the door to reveled a smirking JB when he seen the smoke cloud roll out. “Five minutes.” he hollered in at Tammy before turning heel and walking away. Him and Matt are dressed as bouncers. They’ll be by the stage, one on each side. They’re pretty much her personal security for tonight, collecting money off the stage when she’s done, and escorting her out till she reaches the target. That way she’ll have no problems with other customers. The rest of us will be spread out through out the club. Zack will be by the private rooms to get the number, and once she’s off stage Papa Roach will move to an empty one. The closer they are to her, the faster we can get her out. They’re the ones he has to see first, that way he knows he’s screwed. Jimmy hacked his bank account. The money he owes is just sitting there waiting for Jimmy to hit enter, but this guy screwed Jacoby over, so he has a personal vendetta with him. He probably won’t live through the night.
I turned back to Tammy. She still looked nervous, but I could tell she was more relaxed. I walked over and wrapped my arms around her. She let out a content sigh as she rested her head on my shoulder. “Still nervous?” I asked holding her close, hoping to ease some of the nerves away. “A little, but,” she said pausing to look up at me, “I have a plan.” she said with a small smile. “And that might be?” I asked. “You’ll see.” she said before placing a sweet kiss on my lips. “Knock’em dead.” I said pulling away. She watched me walk to the door, and I gave her one last reassuring smile before I left. She’ll get him, I have no doubt in that. She has a look of innocence that deceives you into thinking she’s someone she’s not. A quality that works to our advantage more often than not. The guy will love it.
I made my way to Shadz who was sitting by himself at a two person table placed a perfect distance from the stage. Not to far, but not to close. The target has center stage, you know “customer appreciation”. The place was decently crowed with half naked women everywhere. I’m kind of surprised it gets this kind of business, I’ve seen some of the girls, and not to sound shallow or anything, but I’ve seen better. The Berry’s were in their spots, Zack was leaned up against the wall next to the entryway to the private rooms, and Jimmy and Johnny were hanging out by the bar absorbed in their own conversation. I sat down just as the lights dimmed down to darkness. I heard Theory of a Deadman’s Bad Girlfriend come on, and chuckled to myself. That she can be. The lights on the stage came on, and she was there. I heard Shadz chuckle next to me. “Daisy Duke?” he asked with a smirk cocking a brow. “It was that or Mary Ann.” I said keeping my eyes on her. I heard him chuckle again before turning his attention back to the stage.
I quickly caught on to what her plan was. The only one she ever made eye contact with other than the target was me. I watched her as she crawled to him, and let him untie the ends of her shirt. She undid the only button holding it closed, and draped it around his neck when she took it off. Every time she didn’t need his attention, she looked at me, danced for me. She turned away, and shook her shorts off, kicking them back to the target. The smile on his face was huge, and I knew then she had him wrapped around her finger.
Movement caught the corner of my eye, and I looked to see Jacoby standing at the entry of the hall to the owner’s office watching. Even in the darkness of the strip club I could see the pain in his eyes. I know he misses her, but at least now he knows she’s safe. I turned back to the stage to see Tammy upside down on the poll. I didn’t know she could work the poll. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. I heard an intake of breath from Shadz, and chuckled to myself again. She’s not lacking in the curves department. Her cheekster panties hid her tattoos, but showed a wonderful amount of ass. “You should probably take her home when she’s done.” Shadz said with a smirk wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. I chuckled and watched her walk off backstage once the song was over. I noticed there were more people closer to the stage then there was when she first went on. Probably the best show they’ve ever seen in a dump like this. The Berry’s were collecting a lot of money off the stage. I watched Papa Roach make their way to an empty room. The target was watching the door to the dressing room hallway. Probably waiting for her to come out it. I glanced in that direction in time to see that fat slob owner close the door behind him.
I knew exactly where he was going. He wasn’t too pleased about missing the show. Without a word, I stood, and quickly made my way to the door. I could hear her shouting as soon as I opened it. Running to her dressing room, I threw the door open in time to see him with her pinned against the wall, his hands in places they shouldn’t be. She was trying to push him off, but he weighs three times as much as her. My vision went red, and as if I was possessed, I pulled out my butterfly knife, and flipped it open. I stormed over, and grabbed what little hair he had on the back of his head, and yanked him away. Plunging the blade into his jugular, I turned him away from her before twisting and pulling the blade out. I threw him to the floor just as the Berry’s appeared in the doorway. He crawled away clinching his throat as the blood poured between his fingers. “You were warned.” I hissed through clinched teeth as I watched the life drain from his eyes.
Tammy’s POV:
He killed him. Right in front of me. I can’t believe it. My heart feels like it’s going to burst from my chest. He had it coming. I knew he remembered me. “I’d never forget that sweet virgin pussy.” his words rang through my ears. I started to shake just as I felt the strong comforting arms of Brian wrap around me. “Everything's ok,” his soothing voice surrounded me, “it’s over now.” he said holding me tight as I melted into him. I let his familiar sent calm me, and soon my heart stopped kicking my chest. I still had a job to do. I can’t let this get to me. He saved me, and now that fucker is out of my life completely. “I’m okay.” I whispered looking up at him. He nodded, and turned to look at the Berrys. “Once she’s made contact with the target, come clean this up.” he told them ushering me to them. They nodded, and escorted me out of the room. I couldn’t even look at the body on the floor. I didn’t want too. He was someone that maybe now I can forget.
We walked out the door to the main area. There were a few guys they had to push away, but I kept my eyes on the target the entire time I walked to him. My out fit was completely different from the one I wore on stage. God was that a rush. It helped so much to just dance for Brian. He was the only one I saw in the whole club. Well other than the target. I decided on black leather. My skirt stopped just below my ass, and my corset top laced up the front reveling skin all the way up. My boots were thigh high. I smiled and placed my hands on my hips as I stopped in front of him. “I heard you have a free dance,” I said running my hands up his chest to rest on his shoulders, “mind if I give you that dance?” I asked giving him a sweet and innocent look. I watched the smile spread across his face. “You were just who I had in mind.” he said placing a hand on the small of my back. I noticed Brian pass as I hooked my arm with the target, and lead him to the private rooms. Brian started telling Matt something once he reached his table. Probably about the owner.
I glanced at Zacky standing by the private rooms. He had a little smile on his face. We reached an empty room, and I flashed a 4 with my fingers when Zack glanced around the corner. We stepped in, and I pretended to lock the door as he took a seat in the chair in the center of the room. I flipped on the in-use light, and made my way over to him. There was already music playing through the speakers. It’s the same songs in all the rooms that play continuously. “I’ve never seen you here before.” he said as I slid onto his lap with my back to his chest. “I’m new.” I said leaning my head back on his shoulder as I ground my ass into him. I made eye contact with Jacoby as soon as he opened the door. I quickly stood up, and he went to protest until he seen Papa Roach standing between us. “What’s up pal?” Jacoby asked sarcastically with hatred laced in his voice. I don’t know what this guy did to him, but it obviously wasn’t good. You could see it in his eyes, he knew he was screwed. “Come on.” I heard Brian next to me. He wrapped an arm around my waist, and lead me out of the room.
“You’re not upset that I killed him are you?” Brian asked with worry in his eyes once we got into the SUV. “I wasn’t thinking, I just reacted.” he continued trying to plead his case. I silenced him with a kiss. I’m not mad. He saved me how could I be mad. “I’m fine,” I said as I pulled away, “just take me home.” I whispered snuggling into his side, lacing our fingers together as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Please tell me you can come get me stoned….left mine at home -T. I chuckled as I read the text. She must be nervous, she’s on in 15 minutes. I didn’t bother replying, and made my way back stage to her dressing room. The owner is locked away in his office. Jacoby and Jerry are keeping him company, and Tobin and Tony were standing by just outside the door. They need to stay out of sight for the time being anyway. You can still see remnants of what Jacoby did to his face. There was still bruising around his nose and eyes, and a few cuts that haven’t healed all the way. I stopped at her room, and knocked. She opened the door, and I couldn’t help but smile at her outfit. She had on a red flannel shirt with the sleeves folded up to her elbows, and the ends tied up just under her chest. The top 3 buttons were undone, and you could see the black lace of her bra. Her short cut off shorts stopped just below her ass hugging it ever so nicely. “You look like a hotter version Daisy Duke.” I said walking in, and sitting in a chair next to the vanity. “It was this or Mary Ann. He‘s an older guy, why not play at a boy hood fantasy.” she said with a grin. I took my hat off and pulled out the joint I had stashed in the brim, you know in case of an emergency. “Watch him be a Mary Ann fan.” I said handing the joint to her to spark. “Oh come on who doesn’t like Daisy Duke? They even named short cut offs after her. You remember the song,” she said handing the joint to me “Look at them girls with the Daisy Dukes on.” she started to sing as she started shaking her ass. I couldn’t help but chuckle when she let out a yelp after I smacked it. “Hey.” she said with a smile as she rubbed her ass. “Well if you’re going to put it in my face, I’m going to smack it.” I said putting my hands up in defense.
She giggled and jumped slightly when there was a knock on the door. I cracked open the door to reveled a smirking JB when he seen the smoke cloud roll out. “Five minutes.” he hollered in at Tammy before turning heel and walking away. Him and Matt are dressed as bouncers. They’ll be by the stage, one on each side. They’re pretty much her personal security for tonight, collecting money off the stage when she’s done, and escorting her out till she reaches the target. That way she’ll have no problems with other customers. The rest of us will be spread out through out the club. Zack will be by the private rooms to get the number, and once she’s off stage Papa Roach will move to an empty one. The closer they are to her, the faster we can get her out. They’re the ones he has to see first, that way he knows he’s screwed. Jimmy hacked his bank account. The money he owes is just sitting there waiting for Jimmy to hit enter, but this guy screwed Jacoby over, so he has a personal vendetta with him. He probably won’t live through the night.
I turned back to Tammy. She still looked nervous, but I could tell she was more relaxed. I walked over and wrapped my arms around her. She let out a content sigh as she rested her head on my shoulder. “Still nervous?” I asked holding her close, hoping to ease some of the nerves away. “A little, but,” she said pausing to look up at me, “I have a plan.” she said with a small smile. “And that might be?” I asked. “You’ll see.” she said before placing a sweet kiss on my lips. “Knock’em dead.” I said pulling away. She watched me walk to the door, and I gave her one last reassuring smile before I left. She’ll get him, I have no doubt in that. She has a look of innocence that deceives you into thinking she’s someone she’s not. A quality that works to our advantage more often than not. The guy will love it.
I made my way to Shadz who was sitting by himself at a two person table placed a perfect distance from the stage. Not to far, but not to close. The target has center stage, you know “customer appreciation”. The place was decently crowed with half naked women everywhere. I’m kind of surprised it gets this kind of business, I’ve seen some of the girls, and not to sound shallow or anything, but I’ve seen better. The Berry’s were in their spots, Zack was leaned up against the wall next to the entryway to the private rooms, and Jimmy and Johnny were hanging out by the bar absorbed in their own conversation. I sat down just as the lights dimmed down to darkness. I heard Theory of a Deadman’s Bad Girlfriend come on, and chuckled to myself. That she can be. The lights on the stage came on, and she was there. I heard Shadz chuckle next to me. “Daisy Duke?” he asked with a smirk cocking a brow. “It was that or Mary Ann.” I said keeping my eyes on her. I heard him chuckle again before turning his attention back to the stage.
I quickly caught on to what her plan was. The only one she ever made eye contact with other than the target was me. I watched her as she crawled to him, and let him untie the ends of her shirt. She undid the only button holding it closed, and draped it around his neck when she took it off. Every time she didn’t need his attention, she looked at me, danced for me. She turned away, and shook her shorts off, kicking them back to the target. The smile on his face was huge, and I knew then she had him wrapped around her finger.
Movement caught the corner of my eye, and I looked to see Jacoby standing at the entry of the hall to the owner’s office watching. Even in the darkness of the strip club I could see the pain in his eyes. I know he misses her, but at least now he knows she’s safe. I turned back to the stage to see Tammy upside down on the poll. I didn’t know she could work the poll. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. I heard an intake of breath from Shadz, and chuckled to myself again. She’s not lacking in the curves department. Her cheekster panties hid her tattoos, but showed a wonderful amount of ass. “You should probably take her home when she’s done.” Shadz said with a smirk wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. I chuckled and watched her walk off backstage once the song was over. I noticed there were more people closer to the stage then there was when she first went on. Probably the best show they’ve ever seen in a dump like this. The Berry’s were collecting a lot of money off the stage. I watched Papa Roach make their way to an empty room. The target was watching the door to the dressing room hallway. Probably waiting for her to come out it. I glanced in that direction in time to see that fat slob owner close the door behind him.
I knew exactly where he was going. He wasn’t too pleased about missing the show. Without a word, I stood, and quickly made my way to the door. I could hear her shouting as soon as I opened it. Running to her dressing room, I threw the door open in time to see him with her pinned against the wall, his hands in places they shouldn’t be. She was trying to push him off, but he weighs three times as much as her. My vision went red, and as if I was possessed, I pulled out my butterfly knife, and flipped it open. I stormed over, and grabbed what little hair he had on the back of his head, and yanked him away. Plunging the blade into his jugular, I turned him away from her before twisting and pulling the blade out. I threw him to the floor just as the Berry’s appeared in the doorway. He crawled away clinching his throat as the blood poured between his fingers. “You were warned.” I hissed through clinched teeth as I watched the life drain from his eyes.
Tammy’s POV:
He killed him. Right in front of me. I can’t believe it. My heart feels like it’s going to burst from my chest. He had it coming. I knew he remembered me. “I’d never forget that sweet virgin pussy.” his words rang through my ears. I started to shake just as I felt the strong comforting arms of Brian wrap around me. “Everything's ok,” his soothing voice surrounded me, “it’s over now.” he said holding me tight as I melted into him. I let his familiar sent calm me, and soon my heart stopped kicking my chest. I still had a job to do. I can’t let this get to me. He saved me, and now that fucker is out of my life completely. “I’m okay.” I whispered looking up at him. He nodded, and turned to look at the Berrys. “Once she’s made contact with the target, come clean this up.” he told them ushering me to them. They nodded, and escorted me out of the room. I couldn’t even look at the body on the floor. I didn’t want too. He was someone that maybe now I can forget.
We walked out the door to the main area. There were a few guys they had to push away, but I kept my eyes on the target the entire time I walked to him. My out fit was completely different from the one I wore on stage. God was that a rush. It helped so much to just dance for Brian. He was the only one I saw in the whole club. Well other than the target. I decided on black leather. My skirt stopped just below my ass, and my corset top laced up the front reveling skin all the way up. My boots were thigh high. I smiled and placed my hands on my hips as I stopped in front of him. “I heard you have a free dance,” I said running my hands up his chest to rest on his shoulders, “mind if I give you that dance?” I asked giving him a sweet and innocent look. I watched the smile spread across his face. “You were just who I had in mind.” he said placing a hand on the small of my back. I noticed Brian pass as I hooked my arm with the target, and lead him to the private rooms. Brian started telling Matt something once he reached his table. Probably about the owner.
I glanced at Zacky standing by the private rooms. He had a little smile on his face. We reached an empty room, and I flashed a 4 with my fingers when Zack glanced around the corner. We stepped in, and I pretended to lock the door as he took a seat in the chair in the center of the room. I flipped on the in-use light, and made my way over to him. There was already music playing through the speakers. It’s the same songs in all the rooms that play continuously. “I’ve never seen you here before.” he said as I slid onto his lap with my back to his chest. “I’m new.” I said leaning my head back on his shoulder as I ground my ass into him. I made eye contact with Jacoby as soon as he opened the door. I quickly stood up, and he went to protest until he seen Papa Roach standing between us. “What’s up pal?” Jacoby asked sarcastically with hatred laced in his voice. I don’t know what this guy did to him, but it obviously wasn’t good. You could see it in his eyes, he knew he was screwed. “Come on.” I heard Brian next to me. He wrapped an arm around my waist, and lead me out of the room.
“You’re not upset that I killed him are you?” Brian asked with worry in his eyes once we got into the SUV. “I wasn’t thinking, I just reacted.” he continued trying to plead his case. I silenced him with a kiss. I’m not mad. He saved me how could I be mad. “I’m fine,” I said as I pulled away, “just take me home.” I whispered snuggling into his side, lacing our fingers together as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Notes
Song Credit: Daisy Dukes/ 69 Boys
Daisy Duke/ Dukes of Hazzard
Mary Ann/ Gilligan's Island
Smut to come. I need filler before the big job that turns their world upside down :) Hope you enjoy
I would be interested in a rewrite if that’s what you feel like you wanna do. I would read the new version too, even though I don’t find anything wrong with the original.
9/27/19