EXTRACT FOR
Adults Only: Climax
(Darren G. Burton)

Hard Act to Swallow





The taxi dropped them off in the street. A very light drizzle was starting to fall so the girls dashed for cover near a shop front. Ducking from awning to awning they made their way towards the club, with its entrance down in a narrow side alley.

Eve checked her watch and saw that it was right on nine o'clock. Up ahead a neon sign flashed the name: Fluid. It was a popular club with the dance crowd on regular nights, but tonight wasn't a regular night. Tonight it was ladies only. There was to be an all-male revue a little later on and Eve and her friend had purchased tickets for the show several weeks ago.

"Looking forward to seeing some hot man flesh?" Carmen said to Eve as they tacked onto the end of a short line up.

Eve shrugged rather nonchalantly. "I've been to strip shows before."

"Not like this one, you haven't," Carmen said rather ominously, a wicked glint in her eyes.

"What do you mean?"

Carmen grinned now. "You'll find out soon enough."

Her friend's words left Eve curious as to what was in store. There was definitely something her friend was holding back, something Carmen herself knew.

Both girls were wearing four inch heels, white sleeveless tops and mini skirts. Carmen's skirt was red while Eve's was black. She tugged down on the hem as the line moved forward. The skirt barely covered the cheeks of her bum. It had been Carmen's idea to wear such short skirts, and as Carmen stepped up the stairs in front of her, Eve could actually see the bare cheeks of Carmen's butt. She obviously had on a G-string, and Eve did as well.

"I'm feeling kinda frisky tonight," Carmen said after they'd handed over their tickets and were ushered inside.

Dance music pulsed, getting the women in the club into the party vibe.

"Well, there are only girls here," Eve pointed out. "So if you want to pick up, then we'll have to go somewhere else afterwards."

"That's what you think," Carmen replied. Again there was that wicked glint in her eyes.

"What is it you're not telling me?" Eve wanted to know.

Carmen said nothing, just went to the bar and ordered them both a champagne with a strawberry jammed on the lip of the glass. Eve first ate the strawberry, then sampled her drink, loving the way the effervescent bubbles popped in her mouth. Pulling two cigarettes from a packet in her handbag, Carmen lit both and handed one to Eve. The pair found a table near the dance floor and took a seat. A few ladies were out dancing, but not many. Most were busy drinking and getting a buzz going. Just beyond the dance floor, about three feet higher than the rest of the club, was the stage. Eve knew that soon some hot male specimens would be on that stage strutting their stuff and getting their gear off.

She could barely wait.