wait a minute, Honey," said Cookie. "You haven't seen anything yet.... Ladies, its too hot in here for all those clothes."
All the women giggled or playfully hid their faces behind their hands, then started to slowly, sensually disrobe. They stopped when they reached their G-string panties, but the rest of their glory was on full display.
For the first time in his adult life, Junior was happy that women weren't getting fully naked. The room, the lighting, the top shelf perfume, it all was getting too much for his senses, so much so, that he had to take a quick break and look away from the girls, up at the ceiling. Unfortunately, the ceiling was mirrored so that didn't help matters at all.
Being the first class hostess that she was, Cookie took charge of the situation. She gently grabbed Junior's chin and moved his face where he was looking directly into her eyes. "Easy, Honey, take a few deep breaths. Breathe in... and out.… Breathe in... and out.... We don't want you to pass out.
"Oh, now I get it," Cookie laughed. "You want to pass out, so I have to give you CPR. You naughty boy."
It crossed his mind that he hadn't eaten since lunch the day before. Too much anticipation and excitement had upset his stomach.
"I'm sorry," Junior said. "I don't know what's gotten into me."
Sitting back down on Junior's lap, Cookie said, "Honey, its not what's getting into you; its about who, you are going to get into.... Do you like any of the girls?"
"... I like all of the girls, but isn't that Abdul's girlfriend?"
"Which one, Honey?"
"Noi, the one furthest right, she was with Abdul the other day when we met."
"He-he," giggled Cookie. "No, silly. Mister Abdul would never date one of us. He is... what's the word?... Picky? Mister Abdul has VERY high standards."
"Then his loss is my gain, I'd very much like to spend some time with Noi."
In a loud voice, Cookie called, "Noi". Noi bowed deeply with her hands placed palm to palm.
"She is a good girl," whispered Cookie in Junior's ear. "Which others do you want?"
"Just Noi will be fine," he answered.
"No, no," whispered Cookie. "That will make the other girls jealous. Pick two more.... Do it for me, OK?"
"Why don't you pick them for me?"
"Oh, you are so bad, Honey," said Cookie then she spoke something to Noi, loudly in the Thai language, which Junior didn't understand. He had picked up lots of Thai words, which bargirls commonly used, but the nuances of the language still confused him.
Then to his dismay, all the ladies started putting their clothes back on.
Cookie caught the look on his face and laughed again. "Don't worry, Honey. You'll get to see more, later. But the best part of a present is unwrapping it; don't you think so?"
"I really don't know what to think, right now."
After they had finished dressing, each lady walked up to Junior, did a little bow, said 'goodbye', and left the room until only Noi and two other girls remained. Noi took the hand of each remaining woman and walked her over to where Junior was sitting.
"I think Noi can handle things from here on out, Honey," Cookie said. "I'll check back from time to time to make sure things are going 'super great' for you." And with that, she waied and left the room closing the door behind her.
If Junior had to list the best days of his life, the first time he visited Club Swish would rank in the top ten. However, the very best days in his mind were reserved for those rare occasions when his mother had spent quality time with him and wasn't drunk or high on something.
As promised, Cookie gave him a printout of the pricelist of what he theoretically spent and prices of other services, which he didn't partake of that night. Actually, it was closer to mid morning than night when he left the club after having exhausted his every last ounce of energy.
Scanning over the receipt through blood-shot eyes in the back of his limousine, Junior found the complimentary total to be a little over fourteen thousand dollars. It