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[patriotqueen]

Just as Guy added the last finishing touch to the celebratory decoration, the first guests walked into the party. Or perhaps they were just visiting the bar and had unwittingly ended up in the midst of the birthday boy’s party.

Guy had really made an effort this time. His best friend had just turned 102. Or 48, depending on what calendar one chose

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[scoobys_heart]

Xander really had no idea how Guy kept roping him into these things. They usually started off talking about something mundane, like the weather or how many condoms one could blow up in an hour and some how it ended up with Xander agreeing to strip for Guy's friend for his birthday. It was the accent, it had to be. Too distracting dammit.

But here Xander was and a deal was a deal, though he never really ever understood what he got out of the whole thing. And he was beginning to wonder how many favors Guy owed him at this point...Not that he'd brought it up when he arrived at the appointed hour and had a three piece fancy suit shoved in his arms and was told to go change. It took him a while to figure it out, and even then he had to ask Guy to help him with the vest. Finally he got it on...just in time to take it off.

Mr. Porter was kind enough to provide the music as he performed his private show, slowly stripping off the suit, until just the g-string and tie were left, as were his specific instructions. Apparently, the tie was very important. Xander didn't dare question because he wasn't sure he wanted to know. It was bad enough that one of Guy's friends from home, Kim he thought the man's name was, kept making loud inappropriate comments during his performance, making him blush in more places then just his cheeks. He ended the bit with a kiss to Anthony's cheek, unable to help blushing as he did so.

Then he darted out and got redressed in the suit before coming out to rejoin the party.

[patriotqueen]

The argument usually contained a 'but you are a stripper' and what did it matter where he stripped. It was only a stair-case away from his usual de-clothing location.

The tie in question had the Trinity colours and was therefore essential to the play.

"That was wonderful! Anthony loved it, I'm sure."

[scoobys_heart]

And Xander, if he had been thinking properly, was that he was only a stripper when on stage at the Catscratch. He'd never stripped anywhere else till tonight. And now he really wasn't going to think about it.

Xander blushed slightly, glancing through the crowd at the guest of honor. "I hope so...I think."

[patriotqueen]

"Of course he did," Guy said, and instead of calling Anthony for support of his claim, he called Kim. "Kim! Wasn't this just the thing for Anthony?"

[wanttosmashitup]

Kim looked up from his current conversation and smirked that crooked smirk of his as he excused himself and walked over. "Oh of course. What else do stuffy old men like to look at beside young flesh, male or female?" 'Young flesh' could have been 'piece of meat' in the tone he'd said it in.

[scoobys_heart]

When Guy called to Kim, Xander's eyes went wide in panic and embarrassment. Oh no, not that guy again! Didn't Guy see what Kim had done to him earlier?!

He opened his mouth to retort...but in the presence of two stuck up British men who were clearly much smarter then he could ever be...his usual constant stream of words was stuck in his throat and he could only make a small whimper/squeak sound in his defense.

[patriotqueen]

Guy had seen, actually, but the embarrasement emmanating from Xander was somewhat addictive. And fun.

"What did you say?"

[wanttosmashitup]

"I believe he's lost his voice. I see he wasn't as successful finding it as he was his clothes." Kim said with a smug laugh as he took a drink from his glass.

[scoobys_heart]

Xander's cheeks just got redder and he glared at the taller Englishman. "I...I..." He just couldn't think of anything to say and wasn't that a first. Kim just made him feel so...so... small.

[patriotqueen]

"I don't see why you should be shy at something you're good at," Guy replied matter-of-factly.

[wanttosmashitup]

"You don't see how anybody can be shy about anything at all." Kim said with a good natured laugh at Guy's expense.

[scoobys_heart]

"I think..." Xander said, a bit hoarsely after finally finding his voice, "I think taking your clothes off is a perfectly reasonable thing to be shy about."

[patriotqueen]

"But it's your job. If I stuttered I wouldn't have been on the radio, if I had been shy I wouldn't have taken on a position as a teacher," Guy replied. "What on earth possessed you to start stripping?"

[wanttosmashitup]

Kim only raised an eyebrow, egging the boy on to answer Guy.

[scoobys_heart]

"I..." Xander began, losing his nerve in the face of the two Englishman. "Honestly? Money. To get home. I was doing a cross country trip in an old car I bought for my uncle before I was doomed to a life of paying my parents rent to live in the basement and work shitty hourly jobs while my friends went to college. I didn't get out of the state before it broke down and I couldn't afford the repair. The only place in town that was hiring was the Fabulous Ladies Night Club as a dishwasher, and then one night one of the dancers got the flu or something and the rest is history." He flushed and looked down at the ground, unable to stop the flow of words until he was done.

[patriotqueen]

"Thank you David Copperfield, but what I meant was; why have you chosen to continue stripping on an island where money hardly matters and the proffesional choices are more widespread." No pun. "Not that I'm complaining, I most certainly am not. It was a lovely show."