Chapter 6: Celebrities & Strippers

Kandy Shoppe NYC. The building looked like a small hotel surrounded by the largeness of the city. Mostly dark tinted glass walls on the outside, three stories tall. Coco informed me that celebrity dressing rooms and offices were located on the top floor, the VIP room was on the second floor, it was connected to the ground floor by stairs and an elevator in the back. 

We entered through the back door and separated, the strippers disappeared on the ground floor, Dom caught the elevator with Coco and me as far as the second floor. On the third floor Coco led me to her office where Mr. Braxton and Stone were waiting. "You're late." Stone said to Coco but his eyes were on me.

"I thought it would be good if Baby Doll got acquainted with the business ASAP." She grabbed the paper from Stone's hands, Mr. Braxton was seated behind her desk. "Let's see, R. Kelly should be on now and Roman and JQ just entered the building." She leaned over the desk tossing her round behind in Stone's face he frowned and his eyes came back to me. 

"Are you going to hover in the doorway the entire night?"

I swallowed, Coco said, "Leave her alone Stone. Yes, Jay, Roman and JQ are here, you can announce that ladies night is about to begin.  Yeah, it'll be midnight in eight minutes. Yes damnit! I don't want any bullshit!"  She slammed the black receiver on the cradle and Mr. Braxton chuckled. 

"Well Christina, since you seem to have everything under control here, I'll go entertain my VIP guests. Stone." 

Stone stood up and followed Mr. Braxton out, he motioned for me to follow him, I gave Coco a helpless look, she smiled reassuringly. I followed my bosses dragging my feet. We entered the elevator, Mr. Braxton said, "Brooklyn, darling, I have no problem with what you wear at work on a daily basis but when you are meeting my important clients please make sure you're sexy."

"I don't know how to be sexy." I said out of frustration and then blushed at how stupid I sounded. 

"You're a woman, a professional woman and I expect you to look the part." The elevator doors slid open, when we exited a lovely caramel skinned woman with a Brazilian accent immediately grabbed on to Mr. Braxton's arm, she drawled seductively about something or the other. He and Stone strutted into the crowd of A-listers. Models, actors, singers and Mr. Kelly himself were all smiles. I immediately thought about London, if she was in this room she would just die! 

I found Dom in the crowd, or rather six feet above the crowd spinning on a pole, hundred dollar bills decorated her purple thong, her bra was gone. She did a full split on the stage, the celebrities clapped and cheered, she took a bow and pranced off the stage and over to Mr. Braxton, wrapped her arms around his neck and gave him a long peck on the lips, then she scampered away and threw her big behind on a rapper's lap. Other girls who were topless or completely naked worked the VIP area mingling with the important clientele. They reacted to Mr. Braxton like Christians do their Savior, worshiping the ground he walked on. I wondered just who Howard Braxton was, why did he make it his job to pull people off the streets and make them socialites, because my roommates were socialites. 

"Braxton, Stone, this has to be the best fantasy event ever, y'all outdid yourselves this year." An R&B singer who called himself Flow said. Flow had a sexy baritone voice and when he sang girls melted, London absolutely adored him. He was beautiful, just like everyone else I'd met in the hours I'd spent in New York, six feet five inches tall with low cut hair and gorgeous lips that he licked constantly. 

"Flow, this is our new intern Brooklyn James, she just may be able to top this in February." Stone grinned and pulled me over to shake Flow's hand. His actions were as smooth as his voice, I was flattered when he kissed my hand, yeah flattered, if I wasn't feeling so out of place I would have screamed and fainted.

"She sho' is cute." I'm sure my face must have been as red as a ripe cheery, his Southern accent gave me butterflies. "Well, I'm 'bout to leave now, don't need to see JQ shakin' his dick."  The three men laughed. "Brooklyn James, I'll see you around."

He and his entourage drifted toward the elevator just as Coco told the women and the queens to give it up for the men in uniform. One of Flow's songs came over the speakers and about fifty male strippers descended from poles and dispersed into the main club and the VIP section. There were soldiers, policemen, firemen and even a couple mailmen. As Flow's voice drifted out of the speakers the men moved through the crowd gyrating and grinding on the guests. Women squealed and clapped and cheered. The music shifted to something more upbeat and the men congregated on the main stage and did a fast yet sexy dance, when the music suddenly stopped all shirts hit the floor.

The women in the audience demanded "pants" and begged them to "take it all off". The music shifted again and JQ, Roman and three other guys pranced onto the five tables closest to the stage. They did a slow dance that involved much hips shaking and button loosening. JQ crouched and allowed one of the woman to rip his belt off while another grabbed at his crutch. He and the other guys were all smiles while the women groped them. The music changed again, JQ and his group remained on their tables, he produced a mic from his pocket. "She says she wants me to take it all off." His musical voice said, women cheered. "Okay." He started to shrug his pants off, "sike!" He laughed and loud groans came filled the room. 

"Okay, okay. Roman, Tino, Gift, Mo, what y'all think?"

One of the guys ripped his pants off and the women on his table squealed and grabbed at his dick. 

"G man, I told you we gotta do this is some kind of order. Ladies I'll tell you what, y'all can count down for blast off and I promise when you get to zero, all of my boys will be pants-less. Five! Four!" The women continued the count down and just as he promised at zero all the uniform pants disappeared to reveal bulging drawers. The women cheered again.They must have had some messed up fantasies to want fifty naked men in their beds. 

"Y'all want us to take our drawers off?"  JQ shouted into the mic. The women screamed "yes". "Y'all sure?" Another roar of "yes, take it off". "Alright we'll take em off then, but please welcome Ms. Kelly Rowland to the stage first." There was a mix of cheers and groans as the Kandy Kane boys disappeared back stage and Kelly strode onto center stage singing her single Down for Whatever. Ten of the strippers remained, dancing along with her, the music shifted to Lay it On Me and the guys got up close and personal with the star, at the end of the song the draws dropped, apparently ten erect dicks weren't in the choreography because Kelly gasped and busted up laughing, she was so surprised that she couldn't breathe long enough to sing her next song. Grinning JQ came back to the stage and gave her a hug, the other guys disappeared into the crowd allowing women to touch them. 

"Y'll like that?"

"Woooo! Now take yours off!" One loud woman shrieked. 

"Why don't you come take it off for me?" JQ challenged and suddenly the woman was silent. "Fine, I'ma come to you then." JQ hopped off the stage and Coco came on to introduce the next act. 

Ten strippers in silver thongs came on to stage and danced to very upbeat song. They teased the women in the audience, toying with their thongs, pulling them low, sometimes all the way down only to pull them up again. The song ended and the guys' thongs remained where they were. I have to admit I was getting into the show and was not expecting their underwear to remain where they were. Coco came onto the stage and called for five volunteers. Five women came onto the stage, five rather old women that is. Grandmothers! Coco gave each of them two men to de-thong. I chuckled at the old women peeking into the thongs, blushing and then turning around to giggle at people in the audience before stripping their men. Coco told them to keep the thongs because there would be a raffle later on. What could women possibly win at an even like this?

When Coco left the stage, JQ reentered with a woman, I guess it was his loud mouthed challenger. Roman scurried out with a chair before disappearing backstage again. The woman, a robust, middle aged Hispanic lady sat in the chair. JQ didn't have a mic so I couldn't hear what he was saying but the woman was blushing and hiding her face while he smiled showing off his deep dimples. He grabbed one of her hands and placed it on his chest and ran it down over his abs and eventually folded it over the bulge in his pants. The crowd laughed at the blushing woman, she peeked inside JQ's drawers and covered her face again. JQ leaned over and said something to her, she stood and tugged his underwear low enough that she exposed pubic hair, then she turned and said something to the crowd, they cheered and she pulled JQ's brief all the way down and clapped along with the rest of the crowd. 

I turned away from the glass and came face to face with a beaming Dom. "You've never seen a naked man in real life." The heat inside my face felt like fire. Dom spun me around and wrapped her arms around me so I couldn't move, I wanted to close my eyes but couldn't. JQ stood butt naked on the stage, his penis saluting the crowd, and what a beautiful penis it was. Darker than the rest of his body, circumcised.  His pubic hair was neatly groomed. Looked like chocolate, I wondered if it tasted the same. Oh my gosh! What am I thinking? No Brook, no! How would I ever look him in the eyes again?

"Eventually you'll come to realize that JQ has one of the loveliest dicks around." She giggled in my ear, I swallowed the lump in my throat, I wanted to go home now, before Roman got naked too.

It would be just my luck that Roman ran onto the stage and high-fived JQ. JQ hopped off stage and encouraged the women on the audience to touch him, to stroke him and Roman started a slow, sexy dance. Women tossed dollar bills at him while the queens whistled and hollered his name. He stepped out of the tight thong and continued his dance. My eyes fixated on his groin. Roman was a big guy, well muscled and while he had an impressively fat dick, JQ was blessed with length and girth and beauty. The music ended and Roman joined JQ and the other naked men in the crowd of hooting women. 

That was it, I'd just seen two of the men I would have to live with naked, one I would actually have to share a room with! God I hoped my roommates wouldn't want to talk about this. I hoped Dom wouldn't tell them about how embarrassed I was and how red my face had become.

Act by act the fifty Kandy Kane men stripped down to their birthday suits. It was two in the morning by this time and I was exhausted. I groaned when Coco encouraged the audience to stay and mingle. The DJ played soft jams and the alcohol began flow. I didn't realize until then that Stone and Mr. Braxton had left. The VIPs were beginning to leave as well. 

"Tired?" Dom asked me, I was slumped in one of the plush seats in the VIP lounge, my eyelids were drifting together so yeah, I guess I was tired. The latest I'm usually up is eleven-thirty. "Come on, I'll take you home, I've got to be on set for ten anyway."

I looked up at Dom who was now fully clothe, strippers were one thing, there was no way in hell that I would be following her to work!