Do What You Like {Alex}

[lucinda]

5th June, 2009

After the disaster of the other night when she, Lucinda Carter was given the brush off she decided she would go for another night out and see if she got a bit more lucky this time. Lucinda was a good time girl, loved fun and extreme sports and she was a model, yet she was given the brush off. It wasn't right, and it definitely wasn't natural for her to be given the brush off in such a way. She wasn't quite used to it.

However, she decided on going to a different night club this time, maybe a different night club would prove more fun and she'd leave with a man on her arm this time. I mean, really, how could anybody ignore her? She was stunning, wasn't she? Lucinda didn't have tickets on herself, but she knew she had to have something, or she wouldn't have the modelling career she had.

Lucy was once again doing her stuff on the poles in this club, wearing a short black leather skirt, and a red strappy satin top which was cut rather low. She also had her knee high boots on again, so really she was looking rather sassy once again, if this night didn't bring her any luck, she might just give up on man hunts altogether.

[akeith]

Alex was honestly unsure as to why he was even in a night club. They weren't really his thing. He usually hung out with friend, but not at night clubs. But hey! Something new right. He sat at the bar, with an empty shot glass. He let the taste and the power of the liquor kick in. Once it had, he looked up at the bartender and asked for another. As the bartender poured out the liquor into the glass, Alex began to wonder what is going on between Claire and West. He hasn't seen much of them since that day West unexpectedly showed up at the Bennet house.

The bartender walked away as Alex looked down at the glass in front of him. He wasn't quite drunk yet. He can easily down four shots of this, but around five or six he would probably loose it. But that all depends on how much his body can handle tonight. He grabbed the glass and downed his fifth shot. Slamming to the counter, not hard enough to break it but enough to echo through the club.

Spinning around on his rotating stool, he observed the rest of the club. He saw the band playing as they were emitted by blue lights. He saw people sitting in the corner. A couple couples dancing in the center and then at the entrance, the most beautiful girl had walked in. His jaw nearly dropped in awe. He was most definetly amazed by the beauty of this woman that had entered the club.

He needed to approach this girl, but he knew he probably wouldn't be able to because the fifth shot would be kicking in soon. In fact, it already was. He was starting to get double vision. Very mild, he could see but it was affecting his body already. He stared at her as he leaned backward on the counter, just hoping that she would come near him.

[lucinda]

Lucy continued to dance around the pole, ruffling her hair a few times as she did so. Her finishing move was always the same, she lifted up one leg onto the pole and swung it around, as she leaned back her head, hair falling all around her face and swung herself around and as she did so, she caught the eye of a dark haired guy who seemed to be staring at her.

She slowly lifted her head up and then making sure she was steady on her feet, she ruffled her hair with her hand again and began making her way over to him, hips swaying from side to side as she did so. She smiled at him as she got nearer to him and then licked her lips just before she finally reached him. "Thirsty work for a gal that you know." She said as she put her hand on his shoulder and trailed it down the length of his arm.

"Couldn't help but notice you looking at me sugar, are you after a private number?" She asked, and then winked slightly, as she turned to face the bar and the barman came over to her right away asking what he could get for her. She grinned, they always came running to her. "Bacardi Pineapple please sugar." She asked the barman and then looked back at the dark haired guy and thought she would introduce herself to stop some of the mysteriousness about her.

"Name's Lucinda, but people usually either call me Lucy or Cindy." She said and winked at him.

[akeith]

Alex continued to stare at this beautiful girl, even though she was staring back. He didn't mind that she knew what he was doing. Her job allowed him to stare. He smiled at her as she approached him. She spoke about her work making her thirsty. He didn't know if she was requesting a drink or not. But he knew it wouldn't hurt to offer one. "What ya like?" he asked her.

But as soon as he offered to get her one. She just looked at the bartender behind him and asked him for a Bacardi Pineapple. He smiled again. "Sorry." he spoke queitly, though it was enough for her to possibly hear it. She then introduced herself to him. Lucinda. He liked the name, to be honest, he loved it. It was a beautiful name. "Hi, Lucinda. The names Alex." he introduced himself.

[lucinda]

Lucy wasn't sure if her approach had made the guy freeze, as he didn't really say anything to her after she spoke to him about it being thirsty work, or the fact she'd noticed he had been looking at her. She kept herself propped up against the bar looking at him, and then finally had turned round to the bar. Only then did she hear him speak.

"Well thanks sugar, if you're offering." She replied when he asked what she would like. Since she had already asked the barman for the drink, there was no need to repeat her question. The barman gave her the drink and then looked toward the dark haired guy for the payment, since he had offered to buy her the drink.

Lucy took the Bacardi Pineapple and began sucking on the straw and looking at the guy somewhat seductively. She heard him say sorry quietly, but she wasn't sure why he had said it, so she disregarded hearing it, instead introducing herself to him. "Well, Alex it sure is nice to meet you." She replied, as she leaned back against the bar, "So with the fact you ignored my earlier question, or maybe you didn't hear it, I gather you aren't after a private dance?" She asked again, and went into her bag to spray her perfume, but then she dropped the bottle.

Of course she immediately bent down to pick up the bottle, forgetting that she wasn't exactly wearing very much up top given the fact she had been pole dancing, so as she bent down almost everything would have been on show. However, Lucy wasn't the type to let it bother her. She just stood up and looked at him, "Sorry about that sugar, so where were we? Oh yes, I was asking if you wanted a private dance?"

[akeith]

"Oh! No problem." he said. Alex watched the barman fill the beautiful dancer's glass. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He opened it and pulled out three dollar bills and handed it to the barman as he looked over to him after giving Lucinda her drink. "Nice to meet you as well." he said with a smile and a nod. Lucy then asked Alex if he wanted a private dance. He wasn't really here for that. Primarily just to get drunk.

But then Lucy had dropped her bottle of perfume just as he was about to answer her question. He watched her as she bent over to pick it up. Suddenly he was turned on. He didn't know if it was the alcohol or him. But one thing was for sure, is that he was liking the view. He was slowly get arroused but he needed to keep the fact that he was hidden. For now anyways. After returning to eye level, Lucy asked the same question again. Earlier, he was going to say 'no', but not that he was wanting it, he couldn't say no. "Yes. Indeed, I am." Alex replied as he tried his best to hide his excitement for this private dance.

[lucinda]

Strike one thought Lucy when she watched the guy bring out his wallet and pay for the drink the barman had given her seconds before. She just smiled seductively at him when he said it was no problem. Really Lucy had to stop this kind of behaviour, but she did often think it was the only way she was able to get a guy's attention. She might be a model, but she found guys seldom spoke to her. Maybe they were intimidated by her or something, she wasn't sure, but looking at him, she began to wonder if she should try and calm down her lifestyle a little. Well, at least the part of chasing men anyway.

Strike two she thought, when Alex said he was indeed after a private dance. Now, how private should this dance be, she wondered to herself. Private in the secluded room away from prying eyes kind of private, or private as in just him and her and the pole. She batted her eyelashes a few times, and then decided to let Alex make the choice.

"Well you now have two options." She began as she took a sip of her drink and began circling him, and allowed her hand to trail lightly across his buttocks, "You can come in to that little room over there," she continued, "or, you can come over to that pole there, and I do my stuff just for you. So what's it going to be sugar?" She asked, as she then slowly ran her hand up his back to his head and began ruffling his hair at his neck, with her fingertips before then trailing her hand back down and across his buttocks again.

[akeith]

Alex felt the womans hand slide across his ass, as she gave him to options. These were both equally great options, but he was really turned on about going in the private room. He loving Lucy's personality, but he didn't want to rape that gal. He was a good man inside, and at the thought of this he changed his mind. "You know what?," he began with a rhetorical question, "I am not that kind of man. I can't do this to you. Wanna go out to eat instead?" he asked politely. He honestly was starting to crush on this woman, but it was very much still awkward.

He felt the hand again rub through his hair and then back down to his ass. He couldn't believe he just let both opportunities go. But he had to, he was not going to fall into temptation. Satan will not get him this time. He smiled back at the girl as he waited for an answer from her. Taking a sip of his drink after he smiled.

[lucinda]

Lucy sighed to herself, Alex was taking too long to answer her question. She was beginning to think she was going to get the brush off again when he finally began to talk. However she was surprised at what he said, pleasantly surprised actually. Lucy wasn't actually employed by the club to dance on the poles, but she did it to get attention from males. Which given that she was a model, it seemed ridiculous that she had to resort to such measures to get male attention.

Maybe this guy was the kind of guy she needed to calm her down and maybe she could actually settle with him. She took her hand away from his backside, and instead linked her arm through his, and smiled at him, a proper, warm smile. "You know what Alex? I think I'd actually like that, I think that has to be the first time, a man has actually turned down advances like that, and treated me like a woman and not some sex machine." She replied, as finished her drink, and waited for him to take her to where ever he was going to take her.

In the meantime she decided to tell him a bit more about herself, "You see, this..." She said, as she pointed to the poles and even to the way she was dressed, "It's not really me, not all the time, what is me, is a full time model, with a love for extreme sports." Whether that kind of information was what he would be interested in or not, she wasn't sure, but she decided to him anyway.

[akeith]

Alex held a straight face as she explained that he was the first man to treat her as a real woman and not a sex machine. This in fact disgusted him. What has the world come to, he wondered. She then suddenly put her arm through his and began to talk more about herself. The fact that she was athletic, turned him on.

He decided to go across the street to the pub. So he got up and led her out of the club and into the pub. They got their seats after the waiter led the way. Alex pulled out a chair for Lucy, being the gentlemen he was. He let her sit, and then he pushed the chair in. He then sat in his own chair. The waiter then asked what they would like to drink. He waited for Lucy answer, then he asked for coke. The waiter nodded and walked away. Alex opened up his menu and began to look through it.

"So your a model? What do you model?" he asked out of curiousity.

[lucinda]

After Lucy linked her arm through Alex's own she wondered where they were going to go. It turned out they didn't have to go very far at all. He took her to the bar which was fairly near the club he had just walked her out of. Not that it bothered Lucy, she could tell as she walked in that it was a far more subdued place to the club they had just left.

Alex even pulled out her chair for her to sit on and then helped push the chair in. Which Lucy thought was a very gentlemanly gesture. She really wasn't used to this kind of behaviour, maybe it was because she was a model, she half expected all the guys she met to treat her the same way, which was why she acted the way she did around them.

"Thank you Alex." She said kindly at what he had done. "I'm not really used to men being such gentlemen like this." She wasn't lying either, she was being truthful. She honestly couldn't remember the last time she had a boyfriend who treated her like a woman. Like a proper woman.

When the waiter approached and asked what they would like to drink, Lucy felt she had enough of alcoholic drinks, and since Alex was being such a gentleman she thought she would order a soft drink. "I'll have a fresh orange with lemonade please." Then Alex ordered himself a coke and the waiter left with their orders.

She noticed Alex look through his menu, so Lucy decided to do the same thing, not that she had expected to get anything to eat, but now that she was looking through the menu she realised she was actually quite hungry. Alex then asked what she modelled.

"Yes that's right I'm a model and I model clothes in general, but I'm more famed for modelling lingerie. And the good thing is, I get freebies, perks of the job." She said with a grin. She then took a look at what she was wearing, and realised she really was quite under dressed for sitting in the bar the way she was, and she began to feel a little embarrassed. "Wish I'd remembered to lift my jacket, I'm beginning to feel a little out of place in here now." She didn't say it to make Alex feel bad, and she hoped he didn't, she said it, because it was genuinely how she was feeling.