Chapter 143 - Club Life (2/2)

”Interested?” A2 looked at the young man who despite being somewhat tall, didn't seem all that tough. He couldn't help but wonder just what Laz's vice was.

”No. Is there anything else I should know?”

”One of us guys will be at the door but the normal guys handle the crowd. Also, be on the look out for the girls who get totally wasted and are alone. They are prime targets for guys. Don't leave them alone together. The girls can be brought into the back room over there to sleep it off. It's guarded by another one of us, usually Andrew. Anthony normally has the door and I'm usually watching the floor from up top.” Arnold pointed to the stairs that lead to the upper area.

”What's up there?” Laz asked, seeing as how there were couches and seats, all arranged so that they could support 3 to 4 groups in total, but each group was sectioned off.

”VIP lounge. A couple of guys will block the stairs and only those with an invite will be allowed up, which includes you.” Arnold seemed to be pretty open and honest about things, even including Laz with all of his arrangements. Laz soon discovered that Arnold was a pretty straight forward guy. Since they were now a team, Laz was one of them and Arnold was going to treat him as such. After answering a few more questions, Laz felt pretty confident in their set up.

Arnold pulled out a walkie and an earpiece from a pouch and handed it to him.

”This keeps you in contact with everyone. It get's kind of loud but the piece is enhanced to focus on your voice and face so it get's the job done. Also the speaker is noise cancelling so you should be able to hear through it pretty easy. Every team leader has one.”

”Alright. Thanks for your help there big guy!” Laz said in a rather more relaxed mood.

”Not going to call us the three A's anymore?” Arnold asked while he laughed.

”Nah, looks like you've worked up from that.” Both men laughed together briefly before settling done.

”One last thing, people ain't allowed to have sex on the first floor. We don't need people getting their shit on while on the dance floor, know what I mean?”

”Right, no sex.”

”Well, no sex down here. VIP is another story. Still, if she ain't willing, your basically stuck stopping the guy and that really pisses them off, so be warned.”

”Alright.” Laz noticed how Arnold flinched when he said this, showing Laz that there was probably way more to the story than Arnold was explaining, but he didn't ask.

They quickly split up and Laz started wandering around, checking the place out from top to bottom. Although he had been in here once, he didn't really get much of a tour so he started to look over everything. From the sturdiness of the cages hanging from the ceiling to the slickness of the dance floor. Laz had learned a long time ago that you needed to scout your surroundings first.

He even went so far as to look around the VIP area, the basement and then proceeded to check the back rooms. Not really knowing which room was which, he stumbled into one room that smelled strongly of perfume from the outside. As he walked in, he saw quite a few girls in the process of changing their clothes. From girls who were mostly naked to others who were in various stages of dress, Laz's eyes couldn't help but drown in the feast of flesh that was presented to him.

As he stood there dumb founded for a minute, several girls turned their heads and noticed him standing there. Contrary to Laz's thoughts though, none of them screamed at him to get out and they instead just giggled a bit and laughed at his dumb founded expression.

”Umm... sorry. Wrong room,” he managed to get out before quickly going for the door. Maybe it was because Laz looked young and innocent and most of the girls here were not, but they quickly stopped him from leaving. They were actually rather interested in this guy who the boss seemed to give free reign of the place. Although there were several younger girls in the room, most of them had been around long enough to know that you tried to always get into the good graces of those close to the boss if you wanted to succeed. And Laz seemed like the perfect target.

”It's fine baby. Don't go.”

”You look pretty young there sugar. How do you know the boss?”

Despite them still changing, brushing their hair and putting on makeup, they still had time to ask Laz questions. Although he avoided most of them, he also had the chance to ask them some questions. After all, this wasn't a strip club, so he couldn't understand why the girls were dressing so provocatively.

”For tips of course!” The big breasted brunette in skin tight leather pants answered.

”Yeah. Doesn't matter if it's a guy or girl. The better you look the more you make,” Added on the also busty blonde who was wearing a shirt with a neckline that reached her navel. Laz couldn't even begin to understand how her boobs were being kept in the thin folds of fabric.

Laz also learned that all of the girls took turns doing various jobs. Serving the VIP's drinks up top, dancing in the cages, waitressing for the bar or just dancing their hearts out to make sure the crowd stayed energetic. They would rotate throughout the night, allowing all of them to have a go at the VIP section. That was where the most tips were made after all.

”AH. I see.” Laz finally understood. It seemed like things were far more complicated than he realized.

”Fuck... I can't get my hair right...” One of the girls sitting in front of the mirror complained just as Laz was lost in thought. She had a rather cute baby face and a more athletic body, meaning that she wasn't busting out on top like the others. Instead, she chose to wear a short skirted dress that highlighted her legs and ass more. Laz, seeing that the other girls were busy while she was struggling, walked over without thinking and grabbed a brush along with a spray bottle and brushed down her hair. She was so surprised that she didn't stop him and just let him go until he was done. When Laz finally finished, her hair was contained and even a bit bouncy. The other girls who had started watching him work at some point couldn't help but stare at the sight of it. The athletic girl looked in the mirror while twirling her hair around, enjoying how it was wavy but still stayed in place.

”You're pretty good at that.” She said, thanking him.

”Baby, are you... you know...?” the big breasted blonde asked.

”What?” Laz asked back, not sure where she was going with it.

”Uhh... a hair dresser?” She had wanted to ask something else, but decided it would be pretty rude, especially to the friend of the boss.

”No. My... uh, sister has me brush her hair all the time while she watches hair care videos online. So I've seen more than enough to handle something like this,” Laz replied back quickly. He was getting an inkling as to what they were asking and didn't want that rumor going around.

”Ahh...” The girls nodded in understanding while laughing a bit. They thought it was rather precious for a young man like this to also take care of his sister.

The athletic girl in the tight black dress that barely covered her ass couldn't help but take another look in the mirror before smiling. She loved what he had done with it. She turned around while swaying her hips and brought her arms up around Laz's neck, pulling him close. Before he could say anything otherwise, she slid in close to him and bite his lip gently while rubbing her tight body on his.

”Thanks again. You need a break later, feel free to come find me, ok?” And with that she let Laz go and walked out or the room while the other girls could only look on with a bit of jealousy. But that was only because she had gotten lucky and struck first.

Seeing them all stare at him like they wanted him to help them next, Laz quickly made his escape.