“The ball?” She groaned. “Another one.”
“Yes, I thought you enjoyed it last night.”
“It was fine.” She frowned. “This is the last one though. I think we need to talk tomorrow. Like really talk. I think I’m ready to go home.”
“I see.” I turned away from her, pain searing my heart. This was it then. She was going to leave. “It is what it is. Tonight we’ll have one last night of fun and then tomorrow, tomorrow we can talk about you leaving.” The words sounded odd to my ears as I said them. I already knew that tonight was going to be explosive. I could feel it in my bones. I didn’t know what was going to go down and a part of me wondered if it was a good idea to go to the club again, but I dismissed my doubts. There was one room Lola hadn’t seen yet. One room that might make her change her mind and stay. It was risky, but I had to at least try to keep her here. The only problem was I no longer knew why I wanted her to stay. Was it to help me carry out my plan or was it because I was starting to fall for her?
The plane ride back to Delmar was quiet. I had nothing to say to Xavier and he didn’t bother trying to flirt with me. He was also smart enough to not bring up the vibrator again. I don’t think I would ever look at a vibrator again in the same way. I’d sure not be able to use one without thinking about him and Violeta. I was still so angry and hurt and I was mad at myself for going back to the club with him. The problem was that I didn’t want him to know just how hurt I was by his words. I didn’t want him to think that he’d devastated me as much as he had.
He was correct in what he’d said. He’d never led me to believe that this was more than sex. He’d let me know several times that he wasn’t interested in anything else. It was my own fault that I’d believed that we were developing a deeper relationship. He’d never led me to believe anything else. I’d come tonight because of pride. I came because I didn’t want him to know how hurt I was. Though I really just wanted to go home.
We disembarked the plane and walked to the limousine in silence and we drove up to Casper’s castle without looking at each other. I stepped out of the car and shivered in the cool night air as I stared up at the dark building in front of us.
“Are you going to ignore me all night?” Xavier’s voice was husky as we stood there.
“No.” I stared straight ahead and we started walking forward.
“There you are.” Casper and Violeta walked out of the castle with huge smiles.
“Good evening.” I smiled at them both. I was not going to let that bitch know that she had affected me in any way.
“Nice to see you again, Lola.” She smiled widely. “Been doing any trotting lately?”
“No.” I smiled back at her. “I wore my stallion out, so he needed a break.”
“Huh? What are you two talking about?” Xavier frowned and I shook my head and grabbed a hold of his hand.
“Nothing.” I pressed myself into him. “Let’s go and get a drink.”
“Oh Lola, I was hoping you’d be a part of my class tonight.” Violeta stepped in front of us. “Please say yes.”
“I think she’ll pass.” Xavier’s voice was curt and I frowned.
“No, actually I think I’ll go. I think it’ll be fun.”
“Are you sure?” His eyes narrowed and he looked displeased.
“I’m sure.” I let go of his hand and kissed him on the lips. “I’ll see you later.”
“Okay.” He frowned, but he didn’t stop me as I walked away with Violeta.
“Did you like my present?” She asked me softly as we walked down a dark hallway.
“Oh, it was great. Thank you. Really thoughtful of you.”
She frowned at my response but didn’t say anything as she opened a door. There were about five other girls in the room waiting for her and she smiled.
“Okay girls. Tonight, I’m going to teach you the art of stripping.”
“Like lap dances?” One girl called out and Violeta rolled her eyes.
“No. I mean the art of taking your clothes off and turning your man on without even touching him. Anyone can sit on a guys’ lap and get his c**k hard. That’s easy. You have to have real power to turn a man on just by stripping.” She walked over to the side of the room. “I want to teach you girls that power. I’ll show you an example and then each one of you will strip and show us your most seductive dance.”
“No way.” One girl called out. “That’s too embarrassing.”
“You can all wear masks.” Violeta sighed. “That way you can pretend it’s just you and your man in the room. Is that better?”
“Yeah, I guess so.” The girl called back and Violeta walked over to the corner of the room and turned some music on.
“Okay everyone, watch me. Then you guys can have a turn.” We all sat on some couches in the corner of the room, while some music started playing. Violeta’s eyes glazed over and we all watched as she stripped her clothes off slowly and flung them to the ground. We all gasped as she stood there naked playing with her br**sts and dancing. I couldn’t believe what she was doing until she finished and opened her eyes. She looked directly at me as she spoke.
“Now that’s how a real woman turns her man on. She isn’t afraid to show him what’s she’s got going on.” She squeezed her br**sts together. “Men are visual creatures. When a man sees me touching my br**sts, he starts to wish that he was the one touching them.” She stepped back and pulled her clothes back on. It was then I realized she hadn’t been wearing a ball gown, like the rest of us.