Meanwhile, the newly formed sorority finished dinner, touched up their make-up and piled into Hollie's car. Mary rode shotgun, since "pledges had to sit in the back." A few minutes later, Hollie pulled in front of a unassuming little bar in a strip mall. The pink neon sign flashed "Ladyfingers" along with a long nailed hand holding a rose. "Here we are pledge," Mary said. "prepare for your night's adventure."
Hollie and Mary led Liz to the door, where a middle-aged cougarish woman was taking up the cover charges. Liz surveyed the atmosphere. The bar was moderately lit, and an uptempo country song played saying "This one's for the girls.." For an early evening on a Monday, there was a decent crowd, and some dancing. Something seemed odd though. There were no men around....it suddenly dawned on her. "Oh my god!" Liz exclaimed."Is this is a ..."
"Lesbian bar? Yes. Yes it is," Hollie finished. "No more questions, pledge. Go get Mary and I a drink."
Liz was feeling a little out of sorts. She didn't want to be uptight about the whole thing and after all, she had sorta enjoyed Hollie and their forced situation. Even if it had been a horrible experience, what little enjoyment she had gotten out of it had been Hollie's gentle attention. The thought made her shiver and her nipples tightened at the memory.
Wow girl!
She thought to herself. This was dangerous territory. After all, she was more than happy with Todd, she really didn't need to munch carpet as well to be fulfilled.
At the bar, Liz ordered drinks, getting a few curious stares from more than a couple of women. She blushed and quickly returned to the table that the girls had chosen. "Drinks ladies..." she murmured, then waited for her next set of instructions.
Mary and Hollie took their drinks. "Thanks, pledge. " Mary said with a grin and pointed to Liz's chest. "Looks like someone's either cold or enjoying the atmosphere, Hollie."
"Good start," Hollie replied. "Now let's see her dance."
"Sounds good to me," Mary said. "And if anyone asks, Lizzie, Hollie's my date.
You
are flying solo and fair game. We were thinking of making you accept any and all drinks and/or dance requests, but we changed our minds. "
"Yep," Hollie went on, "we both want you to have fun and loosen up. That would be more like punishment. So, you have a choice. You can choose who you dance with, either from someone who asks you, or you can choose your own partner."
"Just so long as it's someone," Mary added. "Could be one, could be multiple, nut it must include at least 2 slow dances."
Liz took a deep breath and then finally nodded. At least they were giving her a bit of a choice, sorta. "Um...okay. We trying to bring out my inner lesbian or something? Or is this some way of loosening me up so we can have one huge pile on later?" she teased, then rolled her eyes as they gave her a mock glare. She pressed her lips together and looked around the room. How on earth was she supposed to find someone to dance with?
Well, okay, the dance floor was rather packed, so maybe if she just went out there, someone would join her. "Okay ladies, see ya in a bit then," she told them, then slinked over to the dance floor, sashaying her hips as she went and falling into the beat of the music.
She slid into the mass of female bodies, which Hollie and Mary watched appreciatively. "So," Hollie mused aloud, "she's doing it and only slightly begrudgingly. Think she'll break soon."
"Hard to say," Mary answered. "It's early yet. She needs some liquid courage, though."
Hollie smiled. "I was thinking the same thing, but we have to watch that. She's a lightweight."
"Ok," Mary agreed. "So one moderately strong one to start, and we'll play it by ear." She called over a waitress and ordered an LIT. "That should work I think."
Liz fell into the crowd, shaking and working her body to the beat when finally she had a taker. This one was a bit on the butch side, buuuuut definitely NOT ugly. She had the feminine face, but the crappy short do that Liz hated. But her smile was sweet as she worked in front of Liz. "Hey, you're new around here."
Liz grinned and nodded. "Yeah, a fledgeling."
Hollie and Mary high fived as they saw Liz start dancing with a reasonably cute girl. She was a tall and lean brunette in her 20's with a short spiky do. "ATTAGIRL. GO LIZ!" Mary yelled at her.
Liz laughed at her friend and gave a thumbs up in the direction of their table.
Hollie peered intently at the other girl. "She looks awfully familiar, Mary. How do you feel about a closer look? You're taller, so I'll let you lead."
"Sure blondie. I was wanting to get my groove on anyway," Mary laughed as she got up, took the little cheerleader by the hand and led her to the writhing mob on the dance floor.
Liz smiled at the brunette who got a little bolder as she danced, letting her body brush up against Liz's. Her pretty brown eyes shifted from her face to Liz's chest which gently bounced with the beat of the music and her dancing. "You're wearing an interesting outfit..."
Liz felt herself flush at her comment, but managed to smile. "Yeah, my friends put me up to it. I'm supposed to be pledging tonight and this was part of our deal."
"And the lesbian bar?"
Liz shrugged casually. "Who knows what's going on in their heads..."
The brunette cocked her head to the side, but didn't run away. Instead she slipped her hands to Liz's hips and danced along with her until the music slowed. "Do you mind?" she asked, pulling Liz closer.
"Not at all." Liz managed. Her pulse skittered a little nervously, but she wound her arms around the girls neck and swayed gently to the tune.
Mary and Hollie slipped easily into the throng of dancing women and with the changing song, the taller redhead gathered Hollie in close since she was one of (but surprisingly not
the
) smallest one out there. Together they wriggled, shook, and swayed their way over to Liz and her new dance partner.
As they finally got close, Hollie got the vantage point she needed to achieve recognition. Reaching around Mary's neck, she drew her head down to whisper urgently. "Oh my god, Mary! I knew I recognized who that was!"
"Yeah? Whoever she is, Liz is obviously getting well acquainted. Look at how they're holding each other."
"Well, good for her," Hollie giggled. "If it works out she's a hell of a catch."
The newly acquainted dancers swayed a while before Liz took a breath and smiled, "So what's your name? Or shall we remain anonymous?"
The brunette flashed her a grin and laughed, "Tammy. You?"