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Luckily, our drinks arrived then We tipped Gift lavishly
"Yu sip "That is one wicked appletini"
As if that had been a signal, the house lights went down, the stage lights popped on, led silver tights and boots, and nothing else
"Good God, Sookie, he looks edible!" Holly said, and her words flew straight to Claude’s sharp fairy ears (He’d had the points surgically re hu) Claude looked over at our table, and when he spotted les flew out and caught the light, and the wo, full of anticipation
"Ladies," Claude said into the ans? Are you ready to watch so men show you what they’re made of?" He let his hand stroke his ad to look incredibly sexy and incredibly suggestive in two simple moves
The nant Tara joined in the chorus of enthusiase behind Claude One of the a policelitter on their pants), one earing a leather outfit, one was dressed as an angel-yes, ings! And the last one in the roas
There was a sudden and total silence at our table All of us sat with our eyes straight ahead, not daring to steal a look at Tara
The last stripper was her husband, JB du Rone He was dressed as a construction worker He wore a hard hat, a safety vest, fake blue jeans, and a heavy tool belt Instead of wrenches and screwdrivers, the belt loops held handy items like a cocktail shaker, a pair of furry handcuffs, and a few things I simply couldn’t identify
It was painfully obvious that Tara had had no clue
Of all the "oh shit" moments in my life, this was OSM Number One
The whole party from Bon Temps sat frozen as Claude introduced the performers by their stripper names (JB was "Randy") One of us had to break the silence Suddenly, I saw a light at the end of the conversational tunnel
"Oh, Tara," I said, as earnestly as anyone ever could speak "This is so sweet"
The other women turned to ht show theh I could hear Tara thinking she would like to take JB to the deer processing plant and tell the butcher to ed in
"You know he’s doing this for you and the babies," I said, injecting my voice with every drop of sincerity I could muster I leaned closer and took her hand I wanted to be sure she heardsurprise for you"
"Well," she said through stiff lips, "I’ht Kennedy closing her eyes in gratitude for the cue I could feel the relief pouring from Holly’s mind Michele relaxed visibly Now that the other women had a path to follow, they all fell into step Kennedy told a very credible story about JB’s last visit to Merlotte’s, a visit in which he’d told her hoorried he was about paying the htupher career as a beauty queen (and before her career as a convicted felon), Kennedy had mastered sincerity
Tara finally seehts so we could stay on top of the situation She didn’t want to draw anywe all walk out, which had been her first i if Tara was too uncorim stare "Hell, no," she said
Thank God drink refills came then, and the baskets of food soon after We all tried hard to pretend that nothing out of the ordinary had happened, and ere doing pretty well by the tihtstick" to announce the arrival of the "policeman"
The performer was a full-blooded fairy; a little too thin forYou won’t find an ugly fairy And he could actually dance, and he really enjoyed the exercise Every inch of gradually revealed flesh was just as toned and te as it could be "Dirk" had a fantastic sense of rhyth in the lust, the excite the focus of attention Were all the fae as vain as Claude, as conscious of their own beauty?
"Dirk" gyrated his sexy way around the stage, and a shocking nu that had gradually becoenerously endowed by nature and that he was enjoying the attention Every now and then soive hier at the miscreant
"E," Kennedy said the first time that happened, and I had to echo her sentiave an especially generous donor a quick kiss, which ood at estiuess how e-especially since he’d been handing off handfuls of bills to Dermot at intervals The routine came to an end perfectly in tie
In a very short tih nothing else) and ca as women offered him drinks, phone numbers, and yet more cash Dirk took only a sip of the drinks, accepted the phone nu smile, and tucked the reen belt
Though this kind of entertainular basis, I honestly couldn’t see the haret rowdy in a controlled environreat tih to cos), well, it was only one night The ladies weren’t aware they were cheering for elves and fairies, true; but I was sure they were happier not knowing that (besides JB’s) the flesh and skill they were so ad wasn’t huel, "Gabriel," was anything but angelic, and fluttering white feathers drifted through the air as he apparently divested his (I was sure they were still there but invisible), and nearly every other stitch he’d worn, to "Your Heavenly Body" Like the policeman, he was in wonderful shape and apparently well endowed He was also shaved sh it was hard to think of hirabbed for the floating feathers and the creature who’d worn theain apparent, sporting only a white monokini-Kennedy seized hi what few inhibitions she had as her drinks kept vanishing The angel gazed at Kennedy with glowing golden eyes-at least, that hat I saw Kennedy gave hi her palently inserted a five-dollar bill in his fingers, taking Kennedy’s card away as I did so The golden eyes h the noise of the next performer’s entrance, I could hear his voice
He sreat relief I hastily concealed Kennedy’s card in ave aa business card; that was so Kennedy