The Butterfly House (12 page)

After last night I knew I would have to talk to Nolan about the situation. I thought about him so much today that I barely got my homework done. I couldn't wait to see him tonight after work. I was also excited to see his shop. I didn't know anyone who worked with glass.

As I left the elevator and headed to the side exit doors of the hospital my cell phone vibrated. I had a text.

“How's my beautiful girl?”

I texted back.

“ Hey I'm good! I was just thinking about you!”

A few minutes later.

“I can't wait to see you, I've been thinking about you all morning!”

I replied.

“Was it dirty?”

It went about five minutes then he replied.

“It might have been...”

I stopped walking. I laughed out loud. People were staring at me but I didn't care.

“Really? Only might have been dirty? Are you coming to watch me work tonight?

He replied.

“Will it be dirty if I come?”

He was cracking me up. I texted back.

“It will be if you're coming...”

I started walking when he didn't reply right away. As I waited at the crosswalk for the signal to change to walk when he replied.

“I'm definitely coming then...”
and then a few minutes later he sent me a huge kiss. I sent him one back.

Call me crazy but I felt something serious for this man I had only known for a short time but I wasn't about to let that something make me question it to death. Feelings were real and this felt real to me. I walked happily across the street and headed to The Butterfly House
.
I had a
dirty show
to put on for him. I skipped merrily along I had a plan to make Mr. Nolan Walker hope he wasn't wearing tight jeans tonight.

Becoming Lotus

I dressed with care. I had wanted to do a spin on Yanni's album
Voices
we had listened to. I pulled on black stretch pants that were low waisted but were boot cut. The waistline of the pants were cut and shaped like lotus petals. People would see my belly and its piercing as I moved. My blouse was a thin gray silk wraparound. It's hugged my breasts tightly but was loose enough for them to bounce a little. Last I chose to dance barefoot.

It was so nice to have my own dressing room now. Mr. Rayburn was a mover and shaker at getting things done fast. I was putting on my makeup to fit the intense feel of the music. Dark grey eyeshadow lined my eyes and then deep gunmetal gray to fill in the eyelid area. With the mix of the two colors it made my blue eyes stand out. I had my hair in hot rollers, then selected a pile of antique hair pins I had found at the local street market, they had deep purple lotus flowers on them.

After fifteen minutes I removed each roller gently. I put my hair up, winding it around and sticking pins in to hold it, leaving a few pieces fall around my face.

I heard a knock at my door.

“Come in,” I said.

It was Sam. 

“Ava how are things going for you?”

“
Actually they are going great Sam. Thank you for asking.”

“
I understand you'd like the piano moved out to the stage for your routine tonight, is this correct?”

“
Yes I did. Is that a problem?

“
It will take a little time to move it but since you asked before we opened I don't see why not. I like that you take the time to actually change up your routines each night. Would you come see me tomorrow early in the day? I'd like to talk to you about doing some choreography work for me. Perhaps we can also talk about a pay increase.”

“
Really
? I'd love that!” I was shocked. I loved setting up my routines, putting the music together with the clothes then choosing a style of dance.

“
Would say one o'clock be okay?”

“
My last class is at eleven-thirty am so that's fine. Thank you Sam.”

I laid down my hair brush. I reached out to shake his hand. He smiled and waved it away.

“It's not necessary to thank me. I like you. Ava you're a hard worker. I'm pleased you and Nolan Walker are getting to know each other. He needs something more positive in his life. I'm glad to see he's finally coming out of his work shell.”

“
Who has a work shell?” Nolan said interrupting as he came walking in the door after a quick knock first.

“
Hey nobody said you could come in, this is a business meeting.” Sam joked with him.

“
A business meeting? Are you going to tell her she should sing instead of dance? That would be my business advice to her.”

“
Ava I'll see you tomorrow,” Sam said winking at me. Then he directed Nolan out of my dressing room.

“
Come on Mr. Walker let's go grab the front row seats and some drinks. Ava needs her space to get ready.”

“
What if I don’t want to leave?” Nolan said as he leaned over to steal a kiss from my lips. I couldn't help laughing as Sam pulled him away growling.

I finished doing my lips and ran a brush of mineral makeup over my face. I checked to make sure my feet were clean and grabbed a pair of flip flops to wear to the stage. Grabbing a few props I was ready to get this
dirty party
started.

Nolan ~
Sixteen

As it turned out because Sam had moved some things around in order to get a piano on stage for Ava to do her routine, we had seats a lot closer than usual. I felt a little green with jealousy that Sam was going to see Ava dance, it wasn't like he had not seen her naked before. We both had seen her nude a few times but for some reason it bothered me tonight. I pushed it out of my mine. I wanted to be supportive of her job not one of those jealous pricks. Ava had talent. She was a beautiful woman – there was nothing wrong with her making a living doing this job.

Once the music started I smiled, she chosen a Yanni song from our date. She walked out slowly barefoot, her head down and wearing a black derby bowler hat. She was smoking a cigar. I was floored. Was there nothing
not
sexy as hell about this woman?

She took a huge drag on the cigar and blew out a huge ring as the music continued. She danced slowly around, twirling and smoking. I saw flashes of her bare hips and belly.

Once she reached the piano she laid the cigar in an ashtray and pulled herself up on top. Standing, she danced slowly around and around. As the beat changed she dropped down slowly onto her knees. She tossed the hat across the room. Lying down on her back with the cigar she took another huge puff then let out a large smoke ring. As I watched it float upward she rolled over  onto her side. She smiled at Sam and me. She let the cigar drop and just stared at me. She raked her eyes all over me. I felt my cock get rock hard as I shifted on the sofa. Her breasts were pushed to the breaking point in her top as she rolled onto her back. She ran her hands over them. My mouth felt dry. She turned again smiling at me. Her eyebrow rose as if in question. It was a wicked smile – so wicked I felt myself pulling at my collar to breathe. I realized I was wearing a tee shirt not a shirt and tie. I was caught up in her so much I couldn't think. I forgot all about the crowd and Sam as I watched her.

She slid off the side of the piano. She picked up her cigar as she walked to the front of it she twirling and dancing. Her shirt came open of its own free will and fell to the floor. She sat down at the piano topless and barefooted. The cigar went into the ash tray as she began tearing out the pins in her hair, red lush waves fell down her back and over her arms giving hints of her bare breasts and those amazing plump dark rose nipples. I could almost taste them on my tongue.

The music stopped and she sat at the piano, where she began to play this haunting song – then she sang. If I wasn't already in awe of her voice I was now in love with it. I had no idea she could play the piano. I was simply stunned at this woman's talent. She rose from the piano still singing. She walked in all her bare-chested beauty over and picked up the cigar. Taking a huge drag she blew the smoke at the crowd and then a kiss to me as the lights went out.

There was a huge round of applause from the entire house. Sam smacked me on the back.

“Fuck Nolan she has talent, that was an amazing performance! No offense she is a beautiful woman but there is much more going on here than a pair of tits and a nice ass strutting around for a crowd of perverted voyeurs!”

“
I agree, she has talent that is rare but she doesn't seem to notice that.”

“
I'm going to talk to her tomorrow about making some changes here, she shouldn't be stripping for a living with that voice. Hell she can dance, play the fucking piano and she's the only one here that puts real effort into her routine. When she asked to have the piano moved I figured it was a prop. I was not expecting her to play too.”

“
I want better for her but Sam I don't know if she feels she wants more.” Sam shook his head. “I'll see what I can do.” Standing he excused himself since he knew I had plans with Ava. I'd see him tomorrow, he and I could talk more then.

Ava

Nolan came knocking on my dressing room door. I was taking off my makeup and had changed into white jean shorts and a dark teal green peasant blouse. I smiled as he entered.

“Was that dirty enough for you Mr. Walker?” I smiled laughing as I brushed out my hair.

“
Oh Miss Wild that was better than dirty! I had no idea you played the piano, you are just full of surprises.”

He pulled me to my feet and kissed me hard.

“How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?” he said as he let me up for air.

“
I don't know I feel a little lucky myself, you're not so bad either.”

“
Are you ready to go?” he asked.

My stomach growled loudly. We both laughed.

“I guess that's a big yes! Let's feed that demanding tummy of yours.”

I dropped my brush on the dressing table, shut off my mirror lights then grabbed my bag.  We walked out the back exit door and headed down the street. We walked for a few blocks hand in hand.

“Can I ask where we are headed?” I asked looking up at him as we walked.

“
Sure.” he said rubbing his chin with his other hand. He needed to shave but the thought of that chin all rough near my bare skin had my body pounding in certain places.

“
Um where are we headed?”

“
Um I can't tell you it's a surprise.”

“
Don't make me pull you in the next alley and torture those nipple rings! You better tell me now mister!”

He stopped walking. “There will be no torturing of the nipples for you woman, patience please we are almost there.”

“Fine it's your loss because I'm a fantastic tormentor of nipples!” I said walking faster even though I had no clue where we were going.

Nolan let go of my hand. He took my bag and put it on his shoulder. He grabbed me up, throwing me over his shoulders – he gave my butt a huge smack. I screamed more in shock and pleasure than pain.

“Come on big boy I bet you can't run and carry me there without losing my bag!” I yelled at him. I was laughing and pounding his back.

He began running and my bag was bouncing right along on his arm. A little further and I saw our destination. We had arrived at this huge building made of mainly glass called Walker Deviant Glass Designs. I was in awe as Nolan sat me down on my feet and handed me my bag. “Here take this heavy girly thing.”

“Chicken,” I muttered as I looked up at the massive structure. “God Nolan this place is stunning. I bet the window cleaner and paper towel companies love you.”

“
I had to break that brawny guy's heart when I turned him down for the better bounty.” he said pulling me over to the main entrance.

I laughed as we walked up to the security guard out front.

After being introduced to Rodney one of the night guards we went inside. Once inside there was another security area where I met the night guard, Lionel. Nolan gave Lionel an order for Chinese takeout and ask if he'd mind calling up stairs before he brought it up. After giving Lionel some cash and a huge tip Lionel was on the phone placing the order. I began looking around.