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“I don’t envy him,” I mumble, a tad anxious about standing up in front of a group of women, even though I know them all.
“He was very nervous,” Damon says, amused, “although you’d never guess. He hides it well.”
We’re all ready now, and I have to admit that we look smart in our matching suits. For the first time since the plane landed, I let my mind linger on Juliette. She’ll be in the audience tonight, watching our routine. How will she react when it’s time for us to choose our partners? Will she accept me? Or will she turn away? I’m anxious about it, but I keep it to myself, and I follow the others as we head up the stairs and wait behind the stage for Alex to finish his routine.
He told us that he was going to remove a piece of clothing if he couldn’t make them laugh. He had confidence in his ability as a comedian, but privately I guessed that the girls would do their best to force him to strip, and that certainly seems to be the case, judging by the cheers. I can hear him teasing Missie, telling her jokes, and we all laugh as he begs her not to make him strip completely.
Then there’s a loud cheer, and a relieved Alex announces, “Luckily, it’s time for the real entertainment. Thank you, ladies, you’ve been a terrific audience.”
Damon grins at us all and says, “Oh well, here we go!” He walks onto the stage, goes up to the mic, and says, “Dude, what the fuck? You were only supposed to tell jokes.”
“They made me do it,” Alex mumbles, pulling his trousers, shirt, and waistcoat on before sitting on the edge of the stage to pull on his socks and shoes. “It’s a feral crowd, I’m telling you.”
While Damon talks to the audience, the rest of us give supportive fist-bumps, then head out onto the stage, forming a line. It’s dark now, with one spotlight on Damon and another on the DJ to the side. A heavy bass beat starts, while colored lasers jump into life.
The song—I Scream—is famous throughout the country, and the girls all cheer as they recognize it. I’m not surprised it earned an Explicit tag. The lyrics are filthy, but they’re perfect for what we’re planning to do.
We start moving to the beat, and Damon moves closer to the mic and says, “Let me hear you scream…”
The girls all scream in response, and he smirks as he begins to sing, telling them how the hot sun is going to melt their ice cream.
As he states that it’s time to strip, we start unbuttoning our jackets, and the girls all scream again. I can see Juliette, sitting a few seats to the right. She’s clapping and cheering with the rest of them, and although I can’t be certain, I’m pretty sure she’s watching me.
We join in and sing with Damon, and I make sure to direct the words at her.
“Take it, take it, take it inside,
Gonna take what I give you, gonna open wide,
Gonna melt on my tongue, gonna taste so sweet,
Girl I’m coming for you, are you coming for me?”
As one, we let our jackets drop and toss them into the audience. The girls scream, and we all laugh as we sing the chorus together.
“Ice cream, you scream, scream for me,
Love every flavor in your recipe,
I wanna lick your chocolate and strawberry,
Ice cream, you scream, scream for me!”
Every time we say the word scream, the girls all do as they’re told.
We strip off our waistcoats, then finally our shirts. And then, as the guitarist goes into a wild break, we jump off the stage and each go up to one of the girls.
I walk up to Juliette and hold out a hand. “You gonna dance with me, baby?” I ask her.
To my relief, she takes my hand and lets me pull her up. I slide my arms around her, and she lifts hers around my neck.
“Lie down baby, and open wide,” I tell her, “Want you to take my ice cream all inside…”
She laughs and looks into my eyes, and I lose myself in her hot gaze, as we dance to the music, our hips swaying together. Her eyes aren’t cold, and they’re still filled with longing.
“I’ve missed you,” she mouths, as it’s almost impossible to talk above the pounding music.
“I’ve missed you too.” I smile, sliding my hands around to her butt and naughtily giving it a quick squeeze.
