Page 606 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 8
Sarge pulled out his phone again.
“Shit,” said Teddybear in my earpiece. “The upload was getting blocked by a firewall so I just deleted the pic. But I don’t have access to the trash folder on his phone. Can you distract them?”
Boy, of course I can distract them.
I cleared my throat. “A word, please?” I gestured for the guards to follow me back to the bathroom.
“What is it?” demanded Sarge.
“What are you guys doing?” I whispered. “This might be a confusing concept, but since you’re the strippers,you’rethe ones who are supposed to be getting naked.”
“We’re not on stripper duty today,” said Sarge. “We’re on a top priority mission straight from the boss. Who the hell are you, by the way?”
“I just stared working at the concierge desk. My job is to make sure high-vale guests have the time of their lives. So today I’m the MC of this bachelorette party.”
“I don’t really care what your job is.Myjob is to find a blonde, brunette, and redhead. And in order to do that, we need to see their tits. So step aside.”
“Okay,” I said. “But I doubt Magnus will be very happy when the bride’s daddy calls and complains that some perverted guards crashed her bachelorette party and demanded she get naked.”
“Well do you have a better idea?”
“Actually, I do. This is a bachelorette party. And the girls all think you’re strippers. So just play the part. The girls will all be naked in no time.”
Sarge shook his head. “There’s no time for that. This is urgent.”
“Come on, Sarge,” said Poker. “It’s a good plan.” He turned to me. “What package did they buy? Please tell me they ordered the game package.”
“That’s never gonna happen, Poker,” replied Sarge. “No one in their right mind would pay $200,000 for strippers.”
Game package? $200,000 strippers?I very much liked the sound of all of that.
“Actually,” I said. “They did order the game package. Like I said…this is a super high value client.”
“Hot damn!” said Poker. “I knew someone would get it!” He rubbed his hands together and then started pulling stacks of cards and notes out of all his pockets. “Any requests for what game we start with?”
“You’re in charge,” I said. I absolutely could not wait to see what games he was gonna throw at us. “But I do have one request.”
“Anything.”
I grabbed the stack of gel bracelets off the counter and separated them by color. “Take a color,” I said. “And whenever a girl blows you, take one off and give it to her.”
“Why?” asked Sarge.
“Come on, Sarge,” said Poker. He grabbed the stack of yellow bracelets off the counter. “Have some imagination. First, there are a ton of games we can add these to. Second, if we see a girl with no bracelets, we’ll know to give her some extra attention.And finally…I bet a lot of the girls are gonna want to collect a full set.”
“And they’ll let us know if any girls need to get uninvited from the wedding,” I added.
The guards all looked at me.
“You know the rule. Any girl who doesn’t suck a cock at the bachelorette party is uninvited to the wedding. This includes the bride. No exceptions.”
“Don’t you worry,” said Poker. “By the time my games are over, every girl at this party will have a bracelet. Including you.”
“Oh is that so?” I asked.
He nodded.
Yeah, okay. He was right – I was definitely gonna blow at least one of them. But the real question was…how would our sexy twins react?
