My First Time Out Part 4

As she walked over to unlock the door she heard a voice say, “We can’t unlock it ‘til eight.”

Shayna squinted in the dimly lit room and asked, “Who’s speaking?”

A dark figure appeared to be walking towards her and said, “Hi, I’m the bartender.”

As he came into view, she realized he had short dark curly hair and looked somewhat familiar. Her brain labored to try to place this guy.

“I guess we are working together tonight,” he said.

That voice! Oh shit, it was the boy that delivered her packages from the lock box service. THE DELIVERY BOY! The same guy she had a crush on from the time she first saw him.

“I……hi, I mean ……..ummm…….I’m Shayna,” she stuttered.

“Hi Shayna, my name is Brant, he said. You seem nervous.”

“Me nervous? Nooooooo……I just thought I knew you, but was mistaken,” Shayna said bashfully.

“Well it IS dark in here. I suppose we’d better get ready to unlock the door,” suggested Brant.

Brant walked over to the switchboard, turned up the lights and adjusted them. Extraordinary lights glared onto a clear acrylic stage that was about one foot above the normal floor. Colored lights flashed through the clear dance floor and onto a shiny gold pole. The pole was stationed in the middle of the dance floor and went from the floor to the ceiling. There were about 25 cushy leather easy chairs situated around the dance floor, each with it’s own drink cup holder. The room was not set up like a normal strip tease joint, as a matter of fact there wasn’t even a railing that divided the stage from the customers.

Brant said, “I’ll unlock the door, and you greet the guests.”

“Alrightee,” responded Shayna gleefully.

The first person through the door must have been the groom because he was dressed in a pure white tuxedo, black bow tie, and shiny white shoes. He appeared to be in his late twenties.