Bucks Night! (Lots of Mans...and Amanda and Alessa) Rating: :D!

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It was now almost 9 o'clock and Peter Kemp was currently watching a very nice looking lady dance around in what looked like half a doily. If it was possible for his eyebrows to raise any higher, they would have, but that would have made him superhuman. They'd spent the day doing every male thing on the face of the planet it seemed. Bowling, laser tag, go-carting...Peter didn't even understand the point of go-carts. He had a car and he didn't enjoy driving that. Why would he want to drive a smaller one around a track? Thomas had spent most of the time trying to run him off the road which was what he was afraid of anyway... For lasertag he'd spent most of the time with his gun inactive because every single time it came back, someone else shot him and it shut down again. Bowling was okay. But he hated renting shoes...

And now he was at a strip club. The Blue Monday strip club to be exact. It was as if he'd never stopped being a priest the way he acted, sitting there in his chair, watching the women dance with a politely confused look on his face. Thomas, however, was having the time of his life. He kept hooting and stealing money from Peter so he could place it in the dancer's cosutmes. Peter wondered how the doilies held so many notes. He also wondered how much longer he'd have to wait here before he could see Aly again.

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Tamm chuckled as Amanda leaned back against him. "I'll have to let Alessa know that she would have literally floored you if I hadn't been here." As much as he desired Amanda, he couldn't help but appreciate her relationship with Alessa. He wanted the girls to be happy, he really did. He would have liked to be the one to make Amanda happy, but he was hardly about to begrudge her happiness from another source if that was what she wanted.

Alessa lowered herself to her hands and knees and crawled towards the three men, swinging herself around when she got to the edge of the stage to open her legs widely before them. The motion continued and ended with her swivelling to her feet once more and flipping over backwards to briefly support her weight with her hands before ending up on her stillettos again - no easy task. She smiled at Thomas and hooked her thumbs into her G-string as she began swaying her hips once more.