**This is fourth in the series, please make sure you read previous chapters first. Thank you to everyone for the encouragement, and remember to comment and vote. Thanks!**
"So how did we do for merch?" Jim asked Anna, helping her take the remainder of the items down and pack them away.
"We did better than usual, three new shirts and a couple cd's." She answered, rolling up the bands banner and putting it in the duffel bag.
"Awesome. Hey Karen and a few of us are going to go to the strip club for a bit want to come?"
"Dunno, let me check with Eric."
"Hey, sounds good to me." Eric said coming up behind Anna, and putting a hand on her hip and squeezing lightly. Anna smiled because she had done her darnedest to tease him while he was on stage: crouching on the ground to get a better shot, and occasionally running her hand up her fishnet clad thighs just under where her black skirt had shifted up. They were both so turned on by each other that going to the strip club was going to be torture for both of them.
"Ok then, we can all take one car or separate its up to you guys." Jim said.
"Lets just take one for now, if we are going up to Tampa tomorrow, I'll just stay with you guys and we can get my car on the way back." Anna said, "Besides I have everything I need in my car."
"Works for me, lets get this stuff in the car and we can go."
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Anna and Eric climbed into the back of Jim's silver truck, Jim and Karen, his fiancΓ©e, sat up front. Karen had shown up at the bar later than everyone else, and hadn't gotten the entire story of what had happened between her friends yet, and though she wanted to ask Anna about what had happened she didn't want to ask in front of Eric and Jim. Karen was tall and thin, and played volleyball throughout high school. She was pretty, at least 5' 11'' with long legs, and shoulder length dirty blonde hair. She and Anna had been friends for years, and the two girls often got together to come up with erotic gift ideas for Jim. They had never actually gone through with any of the ideas though.