Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Gentleman's Club ❯ Vol. Twelve, Chap. Twenty-Three: Sexy Stockings ( Chapter 23 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

The large Christmas tree stood in the middle of the club. The flashing red and green lights matched the atmosphere of tonight’s show. Jingles bells on the girls’ skirts rang as they walked. Even the bar tenders put in a little Christmas spirit in their drinks. Sandra sat in the background watching with cigarette pinched between her fingers.
Magnificent, she thought. Christmas wishes could be granted when the right elements come into play. Some of the girls know what they want while others slowly come to realize it right in front of them. Tonight on Christmas Eve, those wishes will be realized in the smallest of ways at first.
It all started with a kiss.
-Bianca-
Mistletoe
Jewel gave her a little peck on the cheek. Bianca turned her head, puzzled.
“What did you do that for?” she asked. He gave her a charming little smile.
“You’re under mistletoe,” he whispered in her ear. The dancer looked up to see it pinched between his fingers.
“Oh,” she said. The glow from Jewel’s face faded at her tone.
“You don’t believe in mistletoe?” he asked.
“Not really,” she said.
“Do you believe in love?”
“I can’t say I do.”
Jewel gave her a strange look on his face. “Then, what do you believe in?”
She shrugged and shook her head. “Not much, actually.”
“But why?” Jewel asked.
“I just never really had a reason to.”
Jewel pouted and gave her a small kiss on the bridge of her nose. “Then let me give one.” Bianca stared deep into his blue eyes. She didn’t want to get her hopes with him, but her heart wanted to leap at joy at hearing that. He gave her another little kiss on the lips.
-Brit-
Santa
Brit downed another bottle of sake. Sunny raised an eyebrow at her.
“Are you always quite drunk like this?” he asked. Brit turned to him with a goofy grin on her face.
“It’s like mother’s milk,” she said.
“I don’t like women who drink too much.”
Brit’s jaw dropped. “What?!”
“It’s just not sexy to me,” Sunny said. “I like my girls sober.” He looked at his well-cared for hands. Brit moved onto his lap.
“Santa, entertain me,” she said. Sunny raised an eyebrow at her.
“So, I’m Santa now?” he asked.
“Yeah!” Brit cheered. This would have to do for attention for the time being.
-Charlotte-
Sleigh bell
Tony grabbed Charlotte by her ass. She turned and smacked him on the hand.
“Tony!” she shouted. “Cut it out.” He looked up at her with high puppy dog eyes.
“Come on, Charlie!” he slurred. “It’s only fun.”
“You’re drunk again.”
Her old college friend bust into a loud laugh. “I just want touch your sleigh bells!”
“Shut up!” She quickly covered his mouth. “Honestly, you are hopeless sometimes, you know that?”
“You’re beautiful.”
Charlotte squeaked with bright red cheeks. “Y-Y-You… You… You idiot!” That guy still hadn’t changed after all of those years.
-Izzie-
Carols
Sam lowered his glass of beer. “Are you doing anything tomorrow?”
Izzie glanced over at him. “No, why do you ask?”
The older man felt his cheeks grow warm as he fumbled with his words. “Would you like to go caroling with me and my grandkids?”
“What?”
Sam lowered his head. “God, I knew it was a stupid idea.”
Izzie smiled as she shook her head. “No, go on. I’m interested. Do you want me to meet you at your house?”
He looked at her with big eyes. “You sure about this?”
“I don’t mind,” she replied.
“Wow,” the older man mouthed to himself. “Okay, you have your phone on you, right?” She pulled it out and opened it up. The professor gave him the address to meet up at. The Night Queen glanced up at him.
“Your grandkids won’t mind, will they?” she asked. The older man paused as he looked up.
“You think this is a bad idea?” he asked. Izzie shrugged her pale shoulders at him.
“That’s up to you,” she answered. “I’ll do as you like.”
-Mimi-
Reindeer
“I don’t understand Christmas,” Mimi muttered over her glass mug. Iwan looked up at her in a funny way.
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“I don’t really see a point to it.”
“Is it because you spend Christmas alone every year?” Iwan asked. Mimi’s eyes glanced over at him. He rested his hand on her shoulder.
“Then spend Christmas with me,” he offered. The dancer looked only at him.
“Huh?” she asked.
“I mean it,” he said. “It’ll be fine. I’ll be your Rudolph.” Mimi pressed her lips together in a vain attempt not to laugh.
“What?” Iwan asked.
“That just sounded so lame,” she told him. He raised an eyebrow at her.
“Is that a yes?” he asked. Mimi finished up her beer.
“Sure, why not?” she replied. She stuck up her hand in the air. “Bar tender, more booze!” She received her drink and downed it.
-Serenity-
Snow
Serenity stood outside of the club, on the phone.
“Hey, babe,” she said. “How is the mainland?” The young dancer peeked around the corner as her boyfriend answered her.
“I see,” she said. “It’s just going to be my little bro and me for Christmas again this year. I’m just so sorry you couldn’t spend it with us.” A middle-aged man walked down the street and walked at her.
“Yes, I know,” she said with a sigh as she waved back. “It can’t be helped, I guess. It is what it is.” Serenity paced around as the boyfriend spoke again.
“Ah, well,” she said. “Katsuya has his homework to do and I have to work.” Her eyes lit up as the next words to follow.
“Oooo, you’re going to get me a present on New Year’s?” she asked. “Sweet! I would love that!” Suddenly, she posed when she felt something land on her hair. The dancer put out her hand to catch a small flake in her palm.
“Wow, it’s snowing,” she whispered over the phone. “I’ve got to go now. Love you, good night.” Serenity hung up the phone and walked back into the club.
-Sandra-
Spirit
She finished up her cigarette before she flicked it out. Right now, Sandra began to plan. She knew what her girls really wanted their wishes to come true, but didn’t know how to accomplish this or what exactly their wish was. Sandra dropped her butt on the ground and crushed it. The New Year would bring in a chance to put her plans into motion.