Astrid's friends seemed much happier about her coming out than she did. They hadn't stopped teasing her since, asking her if she thought any of them looked sexy and what it was like. Still, she would rather be pushed into a lesbian strip bar than have everyone say she was just confused. Her friend Patricia stood beside her and held her hand as they walked into the club. "Thanks for coming with me, Patty." Astrid said, her voice cracking a bit with nervousness.
"With you? Hah! As if!" Patty giggled as she pushed the brunette in and quickly ran out. Some of the women near the door laughed, but a couple of them flashed Astrid a smile or a thumbs up. One woman sitting at the bar waved her over. Astrid took a nervous gulp as she examined the woman. A long coat hid most of her body, but a single swaying high heel revealed itself from the bottom. As Astrid's gaze rose, she saw long green locks that stretched all the way to the woman's waist. Astrid followed the hair up to the woman's face. Half her face was covered with the mossy locks and a wide brimmed hat seemed to cover most of the rest, but a single green eye calmly looked over Astrid.
"H-hello." Astrid stuttered a bit as she approached the woman. She awkwardly sat down next to her at the bar, looking around with wide eyes. Most of the women seemed to be dressed in skirts or tight clothing, and there wasn't any of the sleaze that Astrid had honestly expected. A few women were dressed in what must have been fetish wear. She almost felt a little overdressed in her knee length pencil skirt and blouse. At least three cheerleaders roamed around the bar, and a police officer with blue hair under her hat and handcuffs dangling from her belt seemed to be looking over the crowd. For a second, Astrid thought she was a real officer until another girl came up and gave her a drink.
"It is busy here on amateur night."
Astrid's attention snapped back to the woman next to her. "Huh?"
The woman smiled and repeated herself. "It is busy here on amateur night. Many women will try to dance for friends, some for lovers. I am the third to go on stage. Will you watch me?"
"Oh... yeah, sure." Astrid looked around very nervously. How many of these women were going to get up and strip? Was she expected to? What exactly was the etiquette for this kind of thing?
Astrid almost flinched as she felt a hand take hers. "I am Sammi. What is your name?" There was a strange beat in Sammi's voice that carried it with a vivid confidence.
The brunette looked Sammi in the eyes and couldn't bring herself to look away. The half of the woman's face that showed looked kind and compassionate, as if she knew exactly what Astrid was going through. A green painted grin assured Astrid that everything would be alright, but it also confirmed to her that some of her dreams might come true. "It's Astrid."
Sammi began to move and tugged at Astrid's hand. "Come now, you should get a good seat. Tonight should be one you remember, yes?"
Astrid protested and struggled weakly. "No, no, I wouldn't know what to do. I've never been to anything like this." Her face started to turn red She caught a few looks, but those that looked noticed Sammi and chuckled. "Come on, I-I could have watched from the bar."
"That would not be very fun for your first time here. You should explore and take a risk at the front and center." Astrid stopped her struggling as her face became redder. "And plus, it is the best place to see me dancing." Sammi slipped behind Astrid and pushed her to the front of the crowd. There were rows of fold out chairs, making the strip club look more like a theater than a bar.
"R-really, this probably isn't the best place for me. I mean, I've never even kissed a girl before. This is my first time around a place like this! I should take it slow, right? Right?" Astrid started to panic as Sammi pushed her into a chair. The green haired woman nibbled at her ear, causing Astrid to give a tiny squeak.
"It will be fun. Take it easy, relax." Astrid calmed down as Sammi whispered into her ear. "I need to go and get ready for the third act.." Astrid watched as Sammi stood up and walked away, hoping that at any moment she would turn back around. Soon, Sammi vanished through a door.
Astrid could feel the sweat on her palms as she looked around. The seats started to fill up with women, and before long the lights dimmed. A voice boomed out from loud speakers, "Good evening ladies and welcome to the Green House! Tonight is amateur night, meaning there are some extra rules. First and foremost, put those wads of ones away, and keep your hands off! Our bouncers are at the ready to interrupt the show if they deem it necessary. And a quick reminder, anyone who jeers better be ready to get on stage and prove they can do better!"
A few women in the crowd laughed, most remained quiet.
"The program for this evening has mostly return actors, and I'm sure you remember how good our last show was. The few new girls I've spotted all look ready to strut their stuff too, so without further ado, our first act: the Cheer Squad!"
A whistle sounded as five girls in their early twenties bounded from back stage dressed in white and red cheerleader outfits with matching pompoms. A blonde girl did a series of front flips, showing her tight pink thong to the crowd of women, many of whom were giggling and hooting.
The cheerleaders quickly formed into a position for a cheer with a redhead leading it. "Alright girls! Let's do our special che--"
Suddenly, the blonde in the back spoke up, "Why don't we do the other one?" The other girls glared at her, but she didn't back down. "It's much sexier, and it's easier too! I really think we should." The other four cheerleaders turned and approached her as she tried to make her case. "I mean, come on, th-they deserve the best, and the other cheer is much better!"
The four other cheerleaders surrounded her -- the redhead got right in her face. "I am the leader, I choose the cheers, and I make the decisions." The redhead turned her back and stepped out of the way, revealing the blonde's nervous expression.
"I-I, but I--" She didn't have time to finish as the girl behind her suddenly pulled the blonde's skirt down. Cat calls and hoots erupted from the crowd as the tiny pink thong was revealed. The blonde's face slowly turned red in a mix of anger and embarrassment as she quickly moved forward and ripped the redhead's top off.
More hoots and catcalls echoed around the room now that the redhead's lacy bra and abundant cleavage were exposed. She turned around suddenly and glared at the blonde. The blonde stared back, and as ridiculously as they looked missing half their uniform, Astrid suddenly wasn't sure if this was an act. The two girls grabbed at each other as the other three cheerleaders took a step back. They exchanged glances before grinning.
As the redhead and blonde wrestled with each other, two of the other cheerleaders took advantage and slipped the skirt off the redhead and the top off the blonde. Both of them froze before the third cheerleader snapped their bras off and pulled their panties down. The crowd was a mix between hoots, stifled laughter, and catcalls.
The blonde and redhead stood before the crowd with red faces. Both stormed off the stage as the other women cheered and gave each other high fives before bouncing away, still acting like cheerleaders. The speakers clicked on, and the announcer rung out over the room again. "Well, I'm not quite sure if that was what was planned, but not a bad warm up act. Our next performer some of you might recognize: the sexy, the powerful, the woman whose badge demands respect, Officer Jenny!"
