Stripped Bare: A Novella by Stewart Lynsey M

Author:Stewart, Lynsey M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-09-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

‘That was probably my worst experience,’ Ethan said, laughing behind his hand as he navigated telling a story and eating a spoonful of his Mississippi mud cake. I smiled as he swiped his tongue across his teeth, trying to clear away the sticky icing. ‘She was horrified. Took off down the street leaving me stripping to a bewildered farmers market.’

‘Why would anyone book a stripper for a Saturday morning market trader when they obviously hated the idea.’

Ethan thanked the waiter as he brought us our coffees and continued. ‘This woman was celebrating her retirement. When she realised I wasn’t there to talk to her about health and safety of the fruit stall and how far her lovely display of aubergines was protruding, potentially causing a trip hazard, I thought she was going to faint across the bananas.’

‘So much I want to say,’ I said, wrinkling my nose.

‘I wouldn’t go there,’ he smiled.

‘Do you like stripping?’ I asked as I finished the last bite of lemon meringue pie.

‘Yes, I suppose.’

‘Can you see yourself doing it forever?’

‘No,’ he replied, smirking. ‘I don’t think a seventy-year-old stripper would be very appealing.’

‘So, what else would you do?’ I asked. ‘You must have a backup plan.’

‘Eventually, I’d like to be a personal trainer. I’ve started looking into health and fitness qualifications, but I need to get some money behind me first. But that would be the ideal.’

This felt more familiar. The Ethan I knew. Not the jiggling firefighter or Officer Love Truncheon.

‘I think that would be great!’ I said, a little too enthusiastically. He started to smile.

‘You really don’t like it do you? The stripping.’

‘I’m not completely comfortable with it, no.’ I was being honest. I didn’t like it. I didn’t understand it. I couldn’t piece the Ethan I knew together with the Ethan that took his clothes off for a living. It didn’t make any sense to me. Maybe it highlighted the time apart and how much we had changed, and that was what I didn’t like the most.

‘You’d prefer me to be in a call centre dying of boredom?’

I thought about that for a while and answered honestly. ‘No, I wouldn’t want that for you either.’

‘Spend the day with me tomorrow. If you saw for yourself what I actually do it might help,’ he said.

‘I think it might exacerbate the whole I’m not feeling your job issue.’

‘Think of it as a day in the life of Ethan.’

‘I don’t know. I’m not sure how I would cope watching you…wiggle your cock around.’

‘You’ve already seen me,’ he replied.

‘But that was before I…’ I stopped midsentence, unsure of how much I wanted to say.

‘Before?’ he said, pushing me for more.

‘Before I started liking you again.’ He nodded slowly, smiling briefly, like the truth of my words hurt him but also made him feel absolutely elated.

He cleared his throat. ‘You know, stripping isn’t all about wiggling your cock around,’ Ethan replied as he smoothed out the tablecloth with his fingers. ‘There’s an art to it.’ I sniggered, hiding my smile behind my hands.

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