civilians under any circumstances. Take note that there will be repercussions for all who were responsible for the attacks today in the Middle East These senseless acts of violence will not go on unpunished…”
Mich shook his head and whispered to himself, “Wild world we live in today. Wild world…”
Chapter Four
T he Kitten Club was dimly lit with a collection of red, purple, and blue lights swirling around, and unnecessarily loud hip-hop music blasting throughout. Surrounding the large stage were many, mostly-empty tables with the occasional random guy sitting by his lonesome or with a dancer on his lap. Mich and Benny were sitting at a table near the stage sharing a bottle of Black Label per their standard whenever they made a visit.
Performing on stage was a dancer named Rain who was giving quite to performance to the limited audience. After slowly removing all her clothes, she managed to do the splits, make her bottom shake to the rhythm of the song, and spun around the pole while spread eagle for all to see. While she was spinning, an overweight man stood up and threw roughly twenty or thirty one-dollar bills in the air towards the girl.
“Alright guys, let’s give it up for Rainnnn!” The DJ aired over the speakers as Rain was winding down her show.
Only a few people in the room clapped half-heartedly, making Mich wonder why the DJ bothered to say such things when the club was lacking customers.
A scantily clad dancer walked up to Benny and casually asked, “Hey baby, you want a dance?”
Benny declined but stuck a $5 bill in her g-string and gave her a light smack on the ass. The girl seemed pleased and scuttled off. “Nothing like a bottle of Black and some titties to take your mind off of things, right?” Benny grinned.
“Nothing quite like it,” Mich replied and saluted his glass of whiskey. “Do you think we should be worried about what’s going on over in the Middle East right now?”
Benny shrugged. “I don’t know man. They’re always fighting over there. Always. It’s a big circle-fuck of religious sects fighting other religious sects about whatever other religious sect isn’t doing right. It’ll never change. I guess wiping each other out is the only thing they’ve got left to do.” As Benny was talking, a short brunette wearing nothing but her birthday suit made eyes towards the guys as she walked by, causing Benny to pause a moment. “Personally, I think they just need to get some pussy and calm the fuck down.”
The two laughed aloud.
“If only it were that easy. You know they want to kill us too, right? They want the whole west gone.”
“Yeah, but nukes can’t exactly make it all the way from Iraq, Iran, or wherever to the US.”
“True…”
“Just don’t worry about it. This shit happens from time to time. It’ll all wash over in a few months. They’ll put up a memorial and life will go on, same as always.”
Mich hoped Benny was right.
He looked around for Amy, the girl he had spent the previous night with, but she didn’t appear to be working that night. His eyes panned the room and assessed the other girls there, but nothing caught his attention. Boredom was starting to set in.
Mich lifted his glass of whiskey to his lips and a let a piece of ice slide into his mouth. “Hey, about that Cryonics thing. Let’s go check it out tomorrow.”
“Oh yeah? I thought you wanted to pass on that one?”
Mich pointed to the bottle of Black Label. “Maybe it’s the alcohol, but I’m thinking it’s worth having a look. Even if I don’t invest, we can at least see what this high-tech research facility looks like right? It should be pretty cool.”
Benny smiled and nodded in agreement.
The brunette who passed by earlier suddenly appeared behind Benny and whispered in his ear. “2-for-one special in the VIP, baby. $100. I’ll make it worth your while.” She rubbed her hand down the front of Benny’s neck and over his chest.
Benny eyes widened, and
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