Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up.
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London, England
The plane had docked in back at the airport, a little over an hour ago. A silent flight from Ibiza Spain, back to the home of England had been made. Lucy Pinder found herself headed back to her hotel suite upon arriving back in town. Last week, she had spent quite a weekend with Luke Evans. It may have only been one night face to face, but it helped when she could text and communicate with him back and forth. Luke was in London and waiting for her, just as he and his partner had to begin again in their line of work.
It had not crossed his mind yet, that Peter seemed to be a bit distant from him. Luke wondered what exactly it was. The meeting with Malcolm Green by the beach had left such a sour taste in his mouth. Though Peter would not out-right say it to him, Luke knew that it was bothering him. The job offer to work with a company with the guarantee of a better income, it was either that or pride. Sadly for Luke, he let his pride get the better of him which led to killing the deal. He and Peter had exchanged some small talk since arriving back home in London, but nothing about the modeling agency under Nigel Taylor.
At the moment, Luke couldn't bother to think about his best friend. He sat in his apartment, going through a notebook of checking things to do. Lucy seemed to be serious about resurrecting her career as a model, coming out of retirement with a storm. Though the plan was to take things slow, he couldn't resist but to plan everything out in his little red notebook. He remained true to his word, that his job came before everything else. Still, there was the chance for a relationship with her. That was something he had no desire to ignore, to have a woman like her at his side would put his heart on top. After setting his pen down on the nightstand next to his bed, he heard the cellphone ringing. A grin wiped over his face when he seen it was Lucy, he quickly answered her call.
"Hey, Lucy! I was just thinking about you."
"I'm sure you were Luke, I've spent a lot time thinking about you too. Guess who's back in London?"
"The sexiest woman from England, that's who I'm guessing."
She giggled, her thick British accent could be heard over the phone. Lucy's voice brought such a joy to Luke.
"Yes, I'm back. I thought we could go out tonight, celebrate our friendship at a club."
"Sure, that sounds like my kinda ball game after all."
"Splendid! How does Club Technique sound for you?"
"That's perfect, I ain't been to that club in a while. I know it's in Soho, that's a short distance from where I am."
"Alright Luke, I'll be there and waiting for you around 7 tonight. Don't be late!"
"No problem, I won't be!"
The phone clicked, hanging up. All Luke could do was smile to himself, knowing that he was about to have a second date with Lucy Pinder. It would have been a dream come true for many men across the country of England. This after all, was the most successful glamour model from the UK. He already felt lucky enough to become her agent and work with her on a career revival. He got up from the bed and moved to the closet, making sure that he had the perfect suit for tonight. The white blazer remained on the coat with matching white pants. Nothing would look better than a purple undershirt, he grinned to himself knowing that this was going to be a great night.
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1 HOUR LATER
Lucy had to prepare herself for a night out with Luke. She had a special surprise for him, if all was going to go well. Her good friend Michelle Marsh was in town and she figured, it was time for them both to spend a night at the club. If all went well, Luke would have quite a surprise on his hands for the evening. Sitting on the bed in her apartment, she grabbed her cellphone and scrolled through the numbers looking for Michelle's number. It had been a little bit of time since she had last spoken to Michelle. At this point, they both had been retired from the glamour industry. Michelle had no plans to ever make a return, at least not to Lucy's knowledge. After finding her in her contact list, Lucy dialed the phone and waited for her old friend to answer.
"Hello!"
"Hey Michelle, long time no see..."
A chuckle could be heard from the other end of the phone, while the two English women began to talk back to one another.
"Lucy, it's been a while indeed. What are you up to?"
"I'm back in London at the moment, thinking about heading out to Club Technique tonight. I've got a date, you would like him."
"You're dating a man, Lucy? That's so unlike you to find a good man..."
The brunette laughed at her friend's words.
"Yes, he is going to be my new agent. I'm returning to the modelling scene real soon. So, would you like to join us back at the club and relive old times?"
"Yes, I'll be there...I need to get out of the house anyway. What time?"
"Around 7, I'll be waiting for you."
"Tonight sounds like it's going to be rather...kinky, Lucy."
"You can bet, if all goes well!"
Lucy clicked to hang up the phone and then laughed to herself. She was growing strong feelings for Luke, already wanting to give him a fantasy experience with her best friend. Some years back, it would have been considered a dream for many men, to bed Lucy Pinder and Michelle Marsh together. Few men had experienced such a thing, just as some lucky men back at Club Technique found their way going home with either of the women. Whatever the case, Lucy was prepared to make Luke a happy man tonight.
What Lucy was unaware of, was the wild party life that Michelle had been keeping long after retirement. She was one who loved to live on the wild side, enjoying a bit of trouble with men down the road. For Michelle, it had been a few months since she tangled together with a man. She had taken a break from the clubs but now, with one of her good friends at her side, how could she turn this offer down? The buxom blonde knew that some new fun was going to be awaiting her tonight with Lucy's new friend.
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6 HOURS LATER
Soho was within Westminster; an inner city within London, the home of some of the best dance clubs around the area. Luke was no stranger whatsoever to any of the clubs here, especially Club Technique. The bright pink lights faded into blue before morphing back into a ray of neon colors. The music of the hour, was usually in the form of a sub-genre called 'House'. The club was quite the attraction decades ago, now living on the nostalgia of past club and House dance. This was the pay off, after the time he had spent with all work and no play. Luke remained committed to his job, already booking plans to various studios where he could take Lucy in the beginning of her comeback to modelling.
Luke knew that the news of Lucy Pinder's return to the glamour industry would spread like wildfire. He had planned to contain the news, focusing on work with a low key modelling studio he knew, that would do anything for a big name such as her. He was already mapping out a good pay day for her, just the way he liked to work as agent. Right now, he didn't need to think about it while he stepped into the club and entered. The loud dance music pierced through his ears, it was a high tempo tonight that was surely to set the tone for a frantic dance floor. Just as he planned, he wore the white suit with matching white pants and a purple shirt underneath.
He made his way to bar, unsure of where Lucy would be in the club at first. While standing there, he ordered a glass of water. Deciding to stand there and have a couple sips, he looked over to his right and then, he smiled to himself. The queen of glamour herself was walked towards him with a big grin over her face. Lucy a wore black dress, one not very much different from what she wore back when they met in Ibiza. Her long brown hair was fixed up in a pony tail. She walked up to him and greeted him with a big smile.
"There he is, the infamous Mr. Disco!"
"And there she is, the one and only Lucy Pinder!"
Lucy stepped forward to him, pushing her hand over his arm and then kissing his lips softly. Despite the communication they kept together through texting, it surely felt like a long time since she had last seen him. She smiled back at him, speaking once again.
"You look great, I like the white suit."
"Thanks babe, you always look good no matter what you're wearing."
"I want to introduce you to a friend of mine tonight..."
She looked around before sighing, finishing her reply to Luke.
"Don't look like she's come around yet, sadly."
"Who is it, Lucy?"
Turning back, she grinned at him.
"Michelle Marsh..."
Luke nearly dropped his jaw. Was it 2008 again? Anyone that was into following glamour girls knew that Lucy and Michelle were a duo at one time. He already felt like he had won some kind of prize having the privilege to meet the buxom blonde soon.
"Wow, I never got to meet her back when I worked in England. This is going to be a great night, it looks like."
"Oh, Luke! Honey, you have no idea how good it's about to get!"
