Hot Men Society Series: Desire of Mr. Fuck Boy

JENNIFER'S POV

"Jenny, consignment of the day. Michael Hufaaza in Pleasure Club. Do it in an hour. Now!" With that Sameera cut the phone leaving no option but to leave without even asking the true name of the girl for whom I had turned into a Superwoman. Umm... Kind of !

So... I shall be late for home... again. Home? That 4 storeyed apartment was barely a home for me. Where i knew no one. One might say that i had a very caring father who would be waiting eagerly to receive me in the house, or an adorable step-mom nearly of my age... yup, she's 29 while I'm 27. My 'father' remarried when I had been away for my studies in the medical school.

Anyway...

I got into the car, once I found the keys lying nearby. I rode away, shouting a 'bye' to that girl. I zoomed past the roads approaching. Till yesterday, i was a rule adhering, obedient citizen of the country. But in order to meet the deadline, i had broken two traffic signals, almost ran over some pedestrians and driven down a bridge through the wrong side. Finally the car came to a screeching halt in front of Pleasure Club. I had covered the distance of 45 minutes in 10 minutes.

The plan was simple. Spot him, Approach him, Space him out. After all, i couldn't wipe him out totally as he could prove to be a good link for getting hold of other contract assassins at loose.

hence finding the green room of the bar wasn't a hassle. I soon came across the other strippers in the room decking themselves up for the dance. They didn't seem to mind my presence. So, after checking out some of the dresses,I decided to go with a floral mini-skirt in pink and yellow. It consisted of

plump, pink lips. A put a small chip in my ear to keep the communication with Sameera intact.Then giving

left my mouth, the lights of the approaching stage began to dim while a rhythmic music began to play as it

with a devilish smirk. This earned a lot of hooting. "Hey beautiful! Show us some more of your gorgeous body" shouted one. While another one shouted,"Marry me !." I laughed, all time with a sultry smile sticked on my face. Then I began to

over his body, with studpierced over his eyebrows, ears and

still, the appearance didn't

to reach him. Only 15 minutes are remaining of an hour

platform and made my way to Hufaaza. I continued to giggle and smile and occasionally touch the drunk idiots on their cheek and neck. They didn't seem to notice an entirely different girl up there, all of

an excuse of blowing out kisses but actually

Sameera all of a sudden. That made me come

place was taken by some other girl. I whispered in