Mother of My Kid

John blinked. "You? Drink underage! Holy shit, the universe has been altered!" He cried dramatically.

Belle hit him lightly with a couch pillow. "Yes I drank under age. Don't act shocked." She said placing the pillow back

John shook his head. "Well, I gotta go get ready because I take hours to get ready." He said and skipped off into the bathroom with his new cloths.

Belle shook her head before deciding to get ready. Oh god, she thought, what will I do with my hair. She hurried to her room thinking

John finished getting ready hours later and went into Belle's room. He pursed his lips when he saw her fussing with her hair. "Allow me." He said, pulling her into the bathroom and started doing her hair.

Belle simply sat and let Johnny do her hair. She figured it was easier in the long run. "Nothing too insane. Please Johnny."

Johns miled when he finished. "There, it looks sexy." He said, setting the curling iron aside.

Belle opened her eyes, which she had shut as he worked, and gasped. She stood and looked in the full length mirror. She turned and looked from the side. Belle thought she looked amazing. "Oh My god Johnny! I love it!" She exclaimed as she threw her arms around him

John chuckled and hugged her back. "I'm glad you like it. I've always wanted to be a stylist... you can be my barbie doll from now on." He giggled.

"If everything looks this good I have no issue." She said as she checked the mirror one more time. "Ready?"

John smiled and nodded. "Let's go." He said. They walked to the car, and John gave her directions to the club they were going to. "It's a gay and bisexual club, the best one around. The men here swing both ways. So finding someone for you will not be a problem." He smiled.

Belle bit her lip. She wasn't sure about this but she drove along anyways and parked. "This it?"

John smirked. "Yep. It's called The Player's House. Let's go." He squealed, taking Belle's hand. He winked at the security guard who always let John through and anyone with him. He smiled at Belle as the entered the club. Strobe lights, the dance floor lighting up and a stage for dancers and any hot girl or guy willing to put on a show. "Let's get some alcohol in you." He said, pulling Belle over to the bar.

Belle looked around. Everywhere there was girls with girls, guys with guys, or guys with girls. She loved the bright colors and the music playing. She looked around while Johnny pulled her to the bar. "Umm apple-tinni?" She asked the bartender ordering

"And get me a white russian." John ordered. His eyes scanned the club. He saw some of the older men, or young men who's suits were wrinkled from the dancing and drinking. "Wall street just let out." He smirked, winking at sexy silver fox who looked to be in his 40s.

Belle nodded. She glanced over to the right and saw a guy checking her out. She blushed and smiled to him.

John smiled before sipping his drink. He nudged Belle forward. "Just grab 'im and dance. He wants it... I know it. It's a sixth sense." He giggled, chugging down his drink before ordering another... and another... and another... chugging them all down one after the other, shot after shot.

"Johnny!" She exclaimed and grabbed the drink. "Its bad for the baby!" Belle shook her head before she felt a presence behind her

John was already drunk. "There's a bug sexy juice monkey behind you." He slurred, giggling before he disappeared into the crowd on the dance floor, dancing and grinding with the hottest man he could find.

Belle looked behind her still fustrated with Johnny. If she had any sense she would go after him. But she was caught up looking into grey-blue eyes.

John knew Belle would probably get laid. In the mean time... John was on stage, singing and dancing like the sexiest stripper a live. His perfect voice sang Alejandro by Lady Gaga... why that was the song he was singing, he didn't know. But he sang it nonetheless, and he sang perfectly and sensually as he grinded with two men on the stage as he sang the entire club doing cat calls and kissy noises as John, wanting a piece of the man.

Belle sat with the man laughing so hard it hurt. Turned out his name was Alex. He had her laughing the entire time. He worked on Wall Street just as Johnny had said.

John smiled and fell into a chair next to this guy he'd been dancing and talking with. He was a gorgeous and John got turned on by just looking at him. They danced a little more and talked and after a couple hours, John was ready to fuck. He grabbed the guy's hand, who's name was Adam, and went over to Belle. "Belle, I'm horny, and I wanna fuck this guy. Can we leave?" He whined like a child, squeezing the Adam's hand.

Belle eyed johnny. He was obviously drunks. She turned to Alex, apologized, gave him her number and stood to leave. "Come on." She said shortly to Johnny. Belle walked to the door without seeing if Johnny and his guy was behind her

John smiled and pulled Adam behind him. They got in Belle's car and started making out passionately and drunkenly in the back seat.