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Keeping Faith, Part 22
Typically, the Lounge was as busy as could be and by the time Reece arrived with a shit eating grin on her face, the line was getting restless. She drove by on her bike and eyeballed the prospective patrons, all men, all ages, all horny. She chuckled to herself and pulled the bike into the garage.
Pepe, the attendant smiled and fawned all over the tall club owner, wiping the gas tank with a rag he pulled from his back pocket before pushing the big machine to a reserved spot. Reece grinned, despite the little glitches, life was pretty good.
Sarge and Reece shook hands heartily as Reece passed her by. "How ya doin' bosslady?"
Reece nodded slightly. "Pretty fucking good, Sarge." Blue eyes scanned the area and spotted the bright blue hair popping up out of the crowd. Reece worked her way towards Cori, stopping only when she saw the dancer entertaining what looked like a bunch of businessmen. Reece watched for a few moments, a snickered to herself as Cori talked them into a few bottles of faux champagne.
She checked the stage area next and saw the dancers doing their thing, crowds of eager men and some women waving cash their way. With nothing out of sorts, the tall woman took her usual seat at the bar, and signaled the waitress.
"What can I get you, boss?"
"Soda." Reece accepted the drink and slipped off into a day dream, reliving some of the finer moments from making love earlier with Faith. She grinned to herself recalling how she stood in the shower picking wax from the most unusual places. She'd used hot wax with women before, but never had it used on her. She recalled the sensation with slightly narrowed eyes. Especially the way Faith would pour the cold, bubbly champagne on top of the hot wax right after it fell on her skin. Goosebumps broke out on Reece's body as she shivered with the uneasy thrill of being so exposed and vulnerable. She remembered how long Faith teased her, the sweet torture of oil, wax, champagne on her back, her front, everywhere. Her velvet tongue tasting and licking all the right spots. It seemed like forever before Faith finally gave the relief Reece begged for.
Sarge's voice broke her from her delicious memories. "Yeah."
"Cori says you better come quick."
Reece followed Sarge's finger to the stage where Cori was dancing, seemingly unbothered. "What's the problem?"
"Dunno, but she said to get you right away."
Reece blew out a breath, and made her way through the crowd to the stage. Cori danced over to her and whispered in her ear, "First seat at the bar, baseball cap."
Puzzled, Reece allowed Cori to gyrate in her face while she scoped out the bar. She stiffened. "No, way." She said more to herself than Cori. Pulling away with a jerk, Reece started angrily towards the bar, but stopped short. No, stop and think first. Don't go off without thinking. Cori's set was almost over, and Reece migrated back towards the stage, keeping an eye on the bar. Alicia, what are you thinking?
Cori finished her set, collected some cash and jumped off of the stage. "Follow me, Reece."
They wound up in the dressing room, where Cori took her cell phone from the locker. Running through her phone book she screamed when she found what she was looking for. "Get ready for this," she warned.
Reece watched, curiously, as Cori spoke.
"Is this Veronica? Yes? I have some scoop, Alicia Alvarez, notoriously straight actress, is at The Lounge right now. Yes, it's a Gentleman's club. Yes, she's alone… tipping the girls like crazy, oh look, she's just jumped on the stage."
Reece's grin was from ear to ear as she listened to Cori give the address, and call John.
"Hey Mary Jane, do you still have that guy's number from Queer magazine? Good, cuz here's the deal."
The club owner wanted to grab Cori and kiss her on the lips, but there was far better scandal about to happen.
Faith looked a bit worse for the wear when she entered the club, but wide eyed just the same. "Where is she?"
Sarge pointed to the bar, where Cori was seated next to a nervous looking Alicia.
Faith laughed. "There's a bunch of reporters sneaking around out there."
"I know, Cori called them."
Faith high fived the bouncer and hurried to Reece's office. "That stupid woman!" she announced.
Reece shook her head. "I wanted you here, so you can see I don't want anything to do with her."
Faith smiled warmly. "I know baby, it's okay. I'm not here because of trust, I'm here to watch what happens. I know you'll do me proud."
They kissed once quickly, but once they tasted each other's lips, the kiss that followed was deep and passionate. "Mmm," Faith hummed. "Are you ready?"
Reece grinned lopsidedly, the effects of Faith's kiss still lingering. "Ready, or not."
They left the office, Reece heading to the bar, Faith standing back and watching.
Reece paused, just behind Alicia, then stood next to Cori.
Cori looked up and grinned. "Alicia, I want you to meet my boss, Reece."
Alicia's eyes twinkled. "We've met, haven't we, Reece, only last time you were wearing far less clothes."
Cori rolled her eyes.
"Cori, if you'll excuse us."
The dancer fought back a grin in order to look put out. "Fine." She said and disappeared into the crowd.
Alicia, what a surprise." Reece said sarcastically. "What brings you here? The tits or the pussy?"
The actress smiled deviously. "You."
"Is that a fact?" Reece replied with a smirk. "Here, in my club, in front of all these people?"
"Who would expect to see me here?" Alicia said with a wink, leaning closer to Reece.
"True. But be careful, I recognized you in that hat and big coat."
Alicia looked down at herself and back up at Reece. "I'm sure there's somewhere, a back room or something where we can go so I can take off this stuff. You know, get a little more comfortable."
"I'm perfectly comfortable." Reece replied, gesturing to her own clothes.
"Did anyone ever tell you, you look delicious in a tux?"
"My wife, as a matter of fact. You know her, Faith? Remember her?"
Alicia frowned. "Must we talk about her? I'd rather talk about us… and what we can be doing." She reached out and ran a finger down Reece's torso.
Reece watched the finger and grabbed it as it neared her crotch. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."
"Why not? I know you want me, I can see it I your eyes. I can see how you look at me, you want to fuck me."
"Do I?" Reece released Alicia's finger and stared her down. "You think I want to fuck you?"
Alicia stood up and leaned into Reece's body, "You do have the equipment don't you?"
Reece chuckled. "Do you think us dykes walk around all the time wearing a cock?"
Alicia's face got hot. "Well..."
"You got a lot to learn, girlie, and I suggest you go read a book or two before playing with the big butches."
Just as Alicia started to stutter from embarrassment, Faith walked over.
"Alicia? What are you doing here?"
Alicia grinned. "Spending quality time with Reece."
"Really? Did she take you to her office and show you what she's made of?"
Reece interrupted. "Actually, we were just talking cocks. Alicia here wants me to fuck her."
Faith pretended to swoon. "Ohhh, Alicia, the things she can do with a dildo, the way she works those hips, that ass…"
Playing with Reece was one thing, but having Faith approve was just weird. Alicia started to feel uncomfortable. She wanted Reece for some inexplicable reason, despite her being a woman, but not Faith. Reece was like a man in her mind, Faith was all woman.
"Well, Reece? Are you going to fuck her?"
Reece grinned evilly. "I wouldn't dirty my dick with her, baby, it's all about you."
Faith threw herself at Reece and kissed her. "Isn't she the sweetest Alicia?"
Alicia, totally flustered started to leave.
"Hey, where ya going? The night is young and we're just getting started!"
Reece watched her leave and Faith laughed loudly. "Come on Reece, the fun's about to start."
As Alicia exited the club, a horde of photographers began snapping her picture. Cori, waiting outside, snatched the cap from Alicia's head.
"Look! It's Alicia Alvarez! In a titty bar!" the dancer shouted. The people on line all turned to look, and the media was ecstatic.
Reece and Faith appeared. "Hey Alicia, tell ‘em what you were in here for!" Faith yelled.
"Fuck off!" Alicia yelled trying to hail a cab.
"Man she was all over those dancers, yep, Alicia Alvarez, with her face buried in cleavage. And man is she ever hot for my wife!"
"Yeah, and if you don't believe me, ask her about the birthmark she has on her right tit!" Cori shouted as a horrified, beet red Alicia jumped into a cab.
Reece and Faith turned to Cori with amused looks.
The media followed the cab a bit and the three friends headed back into the club.
Reece shoulder bumped the dancer. "How do you know about her tit, Cori?'
"We chatted." Cori answered with a smile.
"You're good." Faith commented.
John couldn't catch his breath he was laughing so hard.
Faith stood there, beaming and nodding. "Yep! She jumped into that cab like her ass was on fire, it was great!"
John snorted, "You couldn't have timed it better. The new rags come out tomorrow!"
Faith grinned smugly, "But the newspapers thought it was great for the gossip pages."
"WHAT ARE YOU LAUGHING AT?"
Alicia's extremely displeased voice bellowed across the set and they covered their mouths to stifle the laughter. The trailer door slammed open and Alicia barged in.
"LOOK AT THIS!" she threw newspapers at Faith.
Faith bit her lip to hide her glee. "Oh, look, page six, that's great exposure."
John opened the other paper. "Just look how nice Reece's club looks in the picture. Gee, Alicia, you look a little startled, or is it guilty?"
"Fuck you queen!"
John began reading out loud. "And rumor has it, young starlet Alicia Alvarez, was seen dancing on the bar with two completely naked women." He began laughing. "Oh, I'm so proud of you, you little lesbian minx."
"FAITH! You did this! You masterminded this whole thing! I hate you!"
Faith held her chest in mock pain. "I'm hurt."
John fanned Faith. "Deep breaths, honey."
"You're both assholes. What am I going to do? How am I going to fix this?"
John rolled his eyes. "Please, you know you want to fuck Reece so who are you fooling?"
Alicia swallowed hard and turned pink.
Faith shook her head. "Actually, the way she talks, she wants Reece to fuck her. Remember? Alicia loves dick." Faith laughed.
"Drop dead, both of you." Alicia stormed out of the trailer to loud snickering.
It was the last day of filming and Reece made sure she was up when Faith left to see her off on the last day. There would be some sort of low budget party later in the evening, at an equally low budget club in the city. For Faith's convenience, Reece offered her own club for the party, knowing Alicia would never show, but it would seem more people than Alicia would rather not be seen in a gentlemen's club.
Reece was invited to the wrap party, but she was reluctant to go. Faith really didn't want to go either, but John talked her into it. After all, the major tabloids hit the stands that morning and it was sure to make the party extra juicy. Faith begged Reece to show up, and never got a definite answer. Reece still wasn't sure she would go. She hated these things, and always relented to Faith, despite it all. She despised premiers even more. Movie openings meant photographers and for the life of her she couldn't get used to incessant flashing in her eyes. There was one thing about premiers that Reece did like though, and it was usually the sexy dress Faith wore, and how worked up she'd become just watching Faith walk.
Reece sat back on the couch and turned on the television, but didn't look at it. Instead she lost herself in thoughts and memories. What she'd become and how far she traveled to get there. Faith, and her infinite patience and understanding, and her love. Reece thought back to when she was a child, and how the word love meant absolutely nothing. Her strong feeling of abandonment, and how it fed her aggression. The terrible roads she wound up on and how she was saved by Frankie. Frankie began to teach her exactly what trust and respect really were, and Cori taught her what friendship and caring was. Then there was Faith. Faith really saved her, from herself. Reece smiled at that and sighed.
Smudge lifted his head from his curled up position on his bed and yawned. Reece chuckled. "Yeah, what a long, hard, day you had, little man. Come on, wake up, we're going for a walk."
It was shortly after the director yelled "cut," and Faith was completely surprised when she heard the rumble of a Harley approaching. She smiled instinctively as she watched Reece near. Faith began to trot towards her wife, as Alicia looked on, as well as quite a few curious others. Reece came to a stop, swung a long denim clad leg over the seat and pulled off her helmet. Alicia's eyes widened when she recognized who it was. Her heart sped up at the vision of Reece running her hand through her messy hair as she took long strides towards Faith. She'd never admit it now, but Alicia definitely had a huge crush on the tall woman, as her mouth went dry when Reece swept up Faith in a kiss. Knowing she had an audience, Reece slid her sunglasses down her nose and pinned Alicia with a lurid leer. Wanting to flee, but rooted under the piercing stare, Alicia swallowed hard.
Reece licked her lips and cocked her head. "Hey, Alicia, you want a kiss too?"
Snickers and giggles could be heard sweeping through the onlookers, as Alicia stammered.
"I… you… "
Faith winked at the stricken actress and patted Reece on the ass. "Gee Alicia, after the other night I'd have bet money on at least a kiss."
Alicia finally found her tongue. "Fuck off."
Reece slipped out of Faith's embrace and sauntered towards Alicia, a devilish smile on her lips. "Come on sweetie, give mama a kiss."
Alicia's heart stopped beating for a second as Reece grabbed her and dipped her, then it began beating hideously fast as the tall woman kissed her, right there in front of everyone. She swore she'd have a stroke. She flailed her arms, tried to scream in protest, but her body melted into Reece's arms and she thinks she may have even groaned. People hooted and hollered, some applauded, John shrieked in delight. Coming to her senses, and with all the energy she could muster, Alicia pulled away, pie eyed and stunned.
Reece flashed a cocky grin, winked and strutted back to Faith, who was laughing out loud at the expression on Alicia's face.
Alicia blinked a few times, willed the butterflies in her belly to fly away, and wordlessly exited the set, to cheering and clapping.
Reece and Faith shared a laugh, but Faith refused Reece's kiss. "You'll have to wash your lips first woman."
John snickered, and popped open a beer. "Here, Spike, you earned it."
Reece accepted the beer, but spit it out. "Driving, buddy, but I think this qualifies as washing." Faith nodded and Reece kissed her long and hard. "Ahh, that's more like it." Reece commented to the grins of the others.
"You're coming to the party?" Faith asked hopefully.
"Yeah, I oughtta be there with you, especially after that." Reece chuckled.
Faith smiled and hugged her wife. "Thank you, Reece."
"Come on, let's go home and fool around before the party."
Faith wiggled her eyebrows. "Sounds like a plan."
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