The male str!pper episode 8

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{Everyone wants a male str!pper}
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EPISODE EIGHT:

 

 

{Cas-sIE’S POV}

Jenny was with me in the office when Tarma c@mĀ£ in.

” Is it true you were with Teddy last night at k!ssES?” Jenny asked.

Tarma dropped the files I ordered for and nodded. ” It’s true.”

” Was that the reason why you asked me to loan you some money?”

” Yes.”

” This is serious,” Jenny laughed. ” Nawao, even Tarma is obsessed with Teddy.”

I turned my eyes to Tarma. ” So how was he? Was he good? Did you guys….you know…”

Tarma shooked her head. ” He just gave me a l@p dance, that’s all.”

Somehow, I knew she was lying to me.

Jenny must’ve thought so as well for she turned around sharply and stared at her. ” A l@p dance? In his dressing room?”

” I was in a haste to leave. I didn’t intend on waiting till eleven o’clock,” Tarma explained.

Jenny shooked her head. ” That’s odd cause I know they don’t offer l@p dances or any other services in the dressing room.”

” I thought you had a bĀ©yfriĀ£nd, Tarma,” I said, watching her closely. ” What would he think if he finds out you sneaked to k!ssES to have a pri-vate time with Teddy?”

” It’s just a l@p dance,” she answered, her voice at edge. ” And besides, what were you doing outside his dressing room?”

” I was from his manager’s office,” I brou-ght out a paper and began brooding over it. ” I went to make some arrangements for a d@tĀ£ with Teddy.”

The two women before me were surprised. ” A d@tĀ£?”

” Yeah,” I f0rƧĀ£d a smile. ” I’m meeting up with him tonight at 10.pm.”

I saw Tarma’s face fell. ” Tonight?”

” Why does your face look like that?”

She shooked her head. ” Nothing, I’m just surprised.”

This girl was hiding something from me. I just have no idea what it is.

Jenny was as excited as a kid. ” Let me guess, you’re gonna take this boy out, buy him an expensive dinner and then fvĀ¢k him, right?”

It took as much effort as I could muster not to smile. ” If that’s the way you put it, then yeah.”

Jenny cl@pped her hands, laughing wholeheartedly. ” This is amazing. You are doing well, ooin.”

But Tarma wasn’t saying anything. I saw disappointment on her face. Somehow, I knew instantly that she wasn’t happy about my d@tĀ£ with Teddy.

Whatever it was, I don’t care. I have to prepare for tonight’s d@tĀ£ with the most h0ttest str!pper on the face of the planet. I don’t care if Tarma is happy about it or not.

And I don’t care if James knew either.

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{Bridget’s POV}

Finally, I got Lola where I wanted her. She was scared of me now. Having her pictures in my c@mĀ£ra was the smartest thing I’ve ever done in my life. It would have given me enough plea-sure to have her expelled from school but somehow, I knew it’d just be a waste.

Instead, I decided to benefit from my good fortune.

Lola and I had come to an agreement.

For one, she really loved going to the club to see Teddy perform that’s why she was going to pay me to stĀ©p spying on her. Second, the pictures I took of her and her friends were meant to never get in the hands of the principal. So she’s also paying for my silence.

The money she offered was good. I could scarcely believe my luck. With that amount, I might be able to afford another pri-vate session with Teddy.

I missed him even though I never knew who he was.

Lola was gone now, leaving me all alone in the office.

My mind couldn’t get off Teddy. He was all I could think of. His mysterious aura draws me nearer to him like a magnet. I just couldn’t get enough of him.

Wished I could see him again. Wished I’d feel him inside me as he make me Ā¢v-m.

One thing I was certain of was this, I must see him again. I had to.

Lunch was nearly over and I had an English clas-s to teach by 1:09.pm. gr-abbing my English text book, I Ieft for my next clas-s.

Students ran past me; boys and girls in uniforms. Some greeted me, some did not but I wasn’t in the mood to bother with anyone.

My next clas-s was at the SS.3 block. I’ve never taught in the SS.3 block before until just of recent. Mrs Nora was the SS.3 English teacher. She had an operation last week so I was substituting her for the rest of the month.

That was how Lola and her friends pranked me.

I remembered how it happened.

I was walking into the clas-s when I heard shuffling of feet. The next moment, the once noisy clas-s bec@mĀ£ silent.

That was odd….SS.3 clas-s, quiet?

I got into the clas-s to see sea of faces smiling up at me. I wasn’t used to being in this kind of clas-s so I thought all was normal not until it happened.

I didn’t see the banana peels on the floor. I sli-pped on one of the peels and the next thing I knew, I was flying throu-gh the air and crashing r0Ć»ghly to the ground. I nearly lost an eye.

Since then, I’ve haboured this hatred towards Lola and her friends. I’m glad I got even.

Two blocks to the SS.3 clas-s, I bu-mped into this student that was carrying some books. We both fell to the ground due to the impact of our collusion. His books flew up in the air and fluttered around us.

The accident had cause quite a stir that other students nearby ran up to us to check if we were alright.

” I’m fine,” I brush off my arms from some boys hoisting me to my feet. ” Hey, young man,” i yelled at the boy infront of me. ” Watch where you are goā€“”

My words were cut off from myl-ips as he stood up tall and faced me. When he saw me, his eyes grew wi-de and his mouth went ajar.

My bĀ©dy shivering, I stared at him, I’ve suddenly grown cold.

IT WAS TEDDY!!!

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