((My gratitude goes out to the owners and staff of the Stilletos Gentleman's Club on Wyrmrest Accord, for allowing me to use their characters and place of business for my story. I have done my best to accurately depict them - any mistakes are 100% my fault! the dancers' routines are their own creation!))
Jonathan made his way to through the Elywnn Forest to Stilletos Gentleman's Club. The Elywnn Forest was a vast woodland of stately hardwoods, bounded by the foothills of the Burning Steppes to the north, the Redridge Mountains to the east, and the Nazferiti River and Duskwood to the south. Located some distance away from Goldshire, the stone-and-timber building had probably once been a private hunting lodge, now purchased (r at least appropriated), and refurbished as it's current incarnation.
Chess had recently responded to an emergency call for medical assistance in Stormwind; a woman had collapsed at the threshold of the Emergency Response Unit clinic near the Cathedral, and all of the clinic staff were out on calls. After taking care of the woman, Chess had found several other patients waiting, including an Illidari woman with a hairline fracture in one of her horns.
Chess had used silk bandages from his Field Medic kit and appropriated some plaster powder from the ERU supply cabinet. While he had made a plaster bandage for the cracked horn, he and the Illidari had chatted, and being the nosey fellow Jon was, he had found out that she was a waitress in Lakeshire, and also a dancer at the newly-opened club. He had promised the Illidari that he would come and see her dance; although the Illidari had a fantastic body, it was not her dance routine that intrigued Chess (well, he admitted privately, he was not totally disinterested - he was male, after all). A private dance club like that would surely attract all manner of folk who lived in the shadows, out of the sight of the Stormwind constabulary. It was an ideal place for criminals of all sorts to gather and socialize, relax, and conduct business.
In short, a perfect place for Jonathan to visit when he was looking for certain types of people.
Jonathan had been approached by a lady named Catherine Leland, a merchant who sold fishing supplies near the Stormwind Canals. She had walked up to the table Jonathan usually occupied in the Old Town tavern called the Pig & Whistle.
"Master Chess, I understand you find people what have gone missing?" she had asked, her short-cropped red hair a beacon in the dim light of the tavern.
Chess nodded and allowed that was indeed part of his business as a private investigator.
"My husband Arnold and I are worried sick about my brother-in-law, Ferdinand. He's gone missing."
"Well, I can look... what does Ferdinand do for a living?" Jon had asked.
"He fishes the Canals and sells his catch to the local food merchants. He has recently hit a rough patch, and was complaining about how easy the Defias have it - Arnold and I... we fear that he may have gone off to join them. We can't ask the Stormwind Guard for help - they'd throw him in the Stockades!" she explained, her composure beginning to break down and become desperation. "We don't have much money, but you might be our only hope!"
Jonathan had accepted the case, and told her that he'd do it for a good fishing pole in trade; she couldn't afford his rates, but she needed help, and besides Jon had always wanted to learn to fish.
A strip club isolated in the Elywnn Forest would be an ideal place to start; every Defias with a little coin to spend would probably be there. In any case, it sounded like an excellent place to start.
The building was easy to find; the dancer's instructions had been very good. The club opened its doors at the seventh hour of the evening. Jon was met at the door by a bouncer, who collected the 20 GP entrance fee and let Jon pass ((The actual club is by invitation only - contact for details)) after making him sign the waiver and rules of the house.
((Player OOCly and ICly must be at least 18 years of age. This is an Adult themed roleplay weekly event in a controlled environment. Under no circumstances will touching of the dancers be permitted ICly. Strictly for viewing pleasure only. If you are caught by a bouncer touching one of the dancers, you will instantly be thrown out of the establishment for the duration of the evening and your name goes on a list. If the rule is broken a second time on a separate occasion, it will result in a ban from the establishment. As well as any kind of fighting, or trouble caused within. Please be respectful of the dancing girls and other patrons. There is a 20 Gold cover charge, either IC or OOC gold left up to participants discretion (OOcly we are comparing it to $20). The dancers will be accepting real gold tips at any time, but this is not required. VIP lounge will be open for private dances, all you have to do is ask a dancer! The dancing girls are not required to do this, it is up to their discretion. They will -always- reserve the right to say NO without fear of backlash. If backlash occurs it will result in an instant ban. This is a topless club only, not a brothel. We DO NOT sell our girls here for sexual favors. That is strictly prohibited. No minors allowed in the Discord (https://discord.gg/k4mJ8N) or in the IC establishment. Thank you for your time and we hope you enjoy the shows!))
Jon Chess passed into the main room. The building had plenty of room, with tables and chairs spread out for the patrons of the establishment. There seemed to be three stages where dancers performed in rotation, with the main stage up front.
Jonathan found himself a chair facing the main stage, while the announcer announced the next dancer, the "luscious and incomparable Luci!" Jon recognized the dancer as the Illidari woman who he had helped at the clinic. Her body was long and rangy, well-toned. her dark purple hair cascaded down over her shoulders and back, contrasting with her light purple skin and glowing eldrich tattoos. She wore a black lace blindfold over her eyes. A skimpy black thong framed her hips and barely covered her pubic mound. Her breasts were confined by a matching black bra, several sizes too small and pushed her breasts up high on her chest. She looked like the perfect avatar of the Shadow, and Jon almost felt guilty at how attractive he found her.
Almost.
Walking up to the main stage, Luci held a shy look, and kept her head down, looking at the floor. her garments were tight and revealing, only covering the most sensitive bits of her body, and seemed like they could pop off at any moment. Her breasts and butt were very well proportioned her slender body. Her dark magenta skin made it easy for her to hide in the darkened room, only to be betrayed by the violet, glowing runes that wrapped around much of her body. She took a firm grip on the dancing pole, hiding her gaze from everyone.
As the music started to play, she’moved her body to its rhythm, Pressing her chest into the pole so it was pressing the string of her bra between her boobs, Luci spun around, simultaneously sticking her butt out to the crowd and giving a few more playful shakes. She took a quick twirl to show everyone her bright and seemingly innocent smile. As the lyrics started to talk about trying something new, Luci slid her hands up her stomach to the straps that locked her breasts away from full view and give them a gentle tug, teasing the audience with the thought of what she was hiding underneath.
After a few tugs, Luci ripped her bra off and tossed it towards the crowd, to be forgotten or taken by an appreciative customer. She moved her hands up to cup her breasts, giving them a little lift for the audience, slowly swaying her hips. She droped to the floor until practically on her knees, legs spread for balance. Luci kept her sweet, innocent, and hopeful look, and once the beat took a rise, she spun around while rising, simultaneously sticking her butt out to the crowd while giving it a few playful shakes. She turned around and took a brisk walk towards the crowd, dramatically swinging her hips from side to side. Her breasts and butt bouncing with each step.
As the song came to a close, Luci settled her dancing to a calm rhythm she kept in her own head, swaying her butt lightly from side to side, her bosom bouncing with each motion her body made. Calmly using her hidden strength to hoist herself up, she spread her legs so that her thong slipped off. Now fully exposed to the crowd while upside-down on the pole, Luci paused. until her next song began to play. Luci's runes started to release small purple lights that sparkled, making the dark area of the stage look like a universe in microcosm. Luci closed her eyes so that it seemed as if she was asleep while upside-down on the pole. Fully suspended into the air, the magic blips of light started to flow around her, forming lines to manifest as a lined barrier around her, each strip of dots two feet apart at the widest and slowly narrowed as they reached the pole on either end.
Luci spread her legs wide while slowly turning herself right-side up. Her movements were slow and graceful, easy to watch as Luci twisted and turned her hips and stomach. her hands explored her own side, teasing herself with a featherlight touch to her skin. The glowing globes coiled lightly around her, encasing her in a spiral prison. She grabbed the lines, which seemed to solidify at her touch. Pressing herself tightly against the limits, she slid down playfully and flipping onto her back. Her back bent upwards, reaching for a circlet of the globes and pulling herself up slowly. Never stopping, her hips playfully shook along with her freely bouncing breasts. The dancer came to a slow stop as the song ended. She turned around to shake her delightful rear end to her audience. She waved happily to the rapt crowd, ending her dance with a bow.
Chess shook himself from where he had sat staring, and immediately checked his coin purse; he had been so oblivious, enraptured by her dance, he would have been easy prey for a thief.
Jon tossed one of several small sacks of gold he had prepared ahead of time onto the dancing platform; while Jon didn't know the specifics of this establishment, he knew that in many places the dancers worked for tips, not receiving a set wage.
Jon spied one of the dancers sitting off in a corner, clearly taking a break. Feeling a little guilty about interrupting her break time, Chess approached her. The woman was a Draenei. As Jon approached, she looked up at him and smiled.
"Private dance, sweetheart?" she offered, her voice pitched low and seductive, and Jonathan flushed. "My name is Therapy Goat". The dancer seemed to be a little over seven foot tall and had light purple skin with dark purple lipstick. Platinum white hair spilled down her back like a silken waterfall. She was missing her left horn, and the right horn was itself damaged. The remnant of the horn was quite festive, festooned with small golden bells and piercings, which matched more piercing and bells on her long, shapely tail. Her eyes were luminescent, and an almost sky blue. They seemed to be aglow with astral magical energy. She wore only smooth black thigh-high stockings and brief soft Mageweave bottoms. Jon loved the way Mageweavwe felt, and his fingers longed to stroke the firm body beneath through them.
"Perhaps later, Miss, My name is Chess. Jon Chess. I am a private investigator," explained Jon. He held out the sketch he had made of Ferdinand Leland.
"I doubt it... you see, I am blind," she said in an amused voice.
"Oh..I am sorry, I..." Jon trailed off, his face radiating heat from his embarrassment.
"Nothing to be sorry about, Mister Chess. I channel both the Earth and Wind elements. The vibrations from the Earth let me get a sense of someone's footing - you have an unusually light tread - and how fast they move, and the Wind element tells me about movements near me, and whether or not something is solid, like a wall. So in many ways, it is like having sight; unfortunately, it is not useful for things like this."
"Still, my friend Tootsie is about to do her last set... tip her well, and I'll ask Toots to see if she has seen him. That sounds fair, yes?"
"Most kind of you Miss Therapy Goat. You have my gratitude." Jonathan left the sketch with the Draenei woman and took his seat to watch Tootsie perform.
Toots took a deep breath as she entered the spotlight of the third stage. Her red hair seemed like fire dancing in a forge as she slowly walked up to the dancing pole. She sent a wink to one of the patrons before slowly gripping the pole and pulling herself up high, wrapping her legs around it. She leaned back and wiggled her voluptuous ass while her thong glittered like diamonds under a light. The blacksmith twirled around rather slowly as she showed just how aerobatic she could be before gracefully landing. upon landing, she bent forward as her hands moved between her thighs. Her fingers traced a design on her asscheeks for a moment before she once more mounted on the pole, ensuring that the audience was focused on her apple-shaped ass and ample breasts.
Her music continued to play as the light surrounded her for a moment. She stood in just her sparkling thong and matching bra, which strained to hold her magnificent breasts up. The woman blew a kiss before turning around and squatting down, moving her ass to the beat before moving forward onto the floor.
She ever so teasingly ground her hips down before turning around onto her ass. She flicked her hair back and moved her hands upwards to remove her bra. Her arms covered her breasts before anyone could see as she moved with grace and beauty. She stood as she teased the removal of her thong. The began to shout and whistle in hopes that the woman would give them what they so desperately wanted.
Just before the music ended, Toots smirked as she slowly yet teasingly removed her thong and threw it out for a patron to take home before doing a bow and gracefully moving off the stage. Jon approached her before another patron could engage her for a private dance. Jon felt his eyes begin to stray to her muscular form before he focused his will and maintained eye contact. She seemed to notice the conflict, and her smirk grew larger.
"A most enchanting performance, Miss Tootsie," complemented Jon as he handed her another one of his small tip sacks. "Please, would you be so kind as to help me with a small matter?" Tootsie laughed and said, "Oh, I'm sure it's not small, my good sir..." The two of them walked over to Therapy Goat, where Tootsie looked at the sketch.
"Sure, I've seen him... but not here," Tootsie explained. "Earlier today I went to Goldshire to buy some supplies for the bar, and I saw this guy passed out in the common room. Is he a criminal? Is there a reward?"
"No, milady, I fear that he is not a wanted criminal - just missing. The only reward here is my own, for I have been privileged to watch you and Luci perform, and experience the pleasure of meeting Miss Therapy Goat," said Chess. "If I can ever be of service, please seek me out."
Chess handed Tootsie and Therapy Goat his business cards, although he was so flustered by them that he had not thought where they might put them. He exited the club and headed for Goldshire, the music of the next dancer's performance swiftly fading as the trees absorbed the sound.
Ferdinand Leland was remanded into Chess' custody, and he saw the lad safely home. Chess thought of returning to Stilettos, but the hour was late, and Jon decided to save his next visit for another case.
Maybe he could bribe Ferdinand to wander off again...
Jonathan made his way to through the Elywnn Forest to Stilletos Gentleman's Club. The Elywnn Forest was a vast woodland of stately hardwoods, bounded by the foothills of the Burning Steppes to the north, the Redridge Mountains to the east, and the Nazferiti River and Duskwood to the south. Located some distance away from Goldshire, the stone-and-timber building had probably once been a private hunting lodge, now purchased (r at least appropriated), and refurbished as it's current incarnation.
Chess had recently responded to an emergency call for medical assistance in Stormwind; a woman had collapsed at the threshold of the Emergency Response Unit clinic near the Cathedral, and all of the clinic staff were out on calls. After taking care of the woman, Chess had found several other patients waiting, including an Illidari woman with a hairline fracture in one of her horns.
Chess had used silk bandages from his Field Medic kit and appropriated some plaster powder from the ERU supply cabinet. While he had made a plaster bandage for the cracked horn, he and the Illidari had chatted, and being the nosey fellow Jon was, he had found out that she was a waitress in Lakeshire, and also a dancer at the newly-opened club. He had promised the Illidari that he would come and see her dance; although the Illidari had a fantastic body, it was not her dance routine that intrigued Chess (well, he admitted privately, he was not totally disinterested - he was male, after all). A private dance club like that would surely attract all manner of folk who lived in the shadows, out of the sight of the Stormwind constabulary. It was an ideal place for criminals of all sorts to gather and socialize, relax, and conduct business.
In short, a perfect place for Jonathan to visit when he was looking for certain types of people.
Jonathan had been approached by a lady named Catherine Leland, a merchant who sold fishing supplies near the Stormwind Canals. She had walked up to the table Jonathan usually occupied in the Old Town tavern called the Pig & Whistle.
"Master Chess, I understand you find people what have gone missing?" she had asked, her short-cropped red hair a beacon in the dim light of the tavern.
Chess nodded and allowed that was indeed part of his business as a private investigator.
"My husband Arnold and I are worried sick about my brother-in-law, Ferdinand. He's gone missing."
"Well, I can look... what does Ferdinand do for a living?" Jon had asked.
"He fishes the Canals and sells his catch to the local food merchants. He has recently hit a rough patch, and was complaining about how easy the Defias have it - Arnold and I... we fear that he may have gone off to join them. We can't ask the Stormwind Guard for help - they'd throw him in the Stockades!" she explained, her composure beginning to break down and become desperation. "We don't have much money, but you might be our only hope!"
Jonathan had accepted the case, and told her that he'd do it for a good fishing pole in trade; she couldn't afford his rates, but she needed help, and besides Jon had always wanted to learn to fish.
A strip club isolated in the Elywnn Forest would be an ideal place to start; every Defias with a little coin to spend would probably be there. In any case, it sounded like an excellent place to start.
The building was easy to find; the dancer's instructions had been very good. The club opened its doors at the seventh hour of the evening. Jon was met at the door by a bouncer, who collected the 20 GP entrance fee and let Jon pass ((The actual club is by invitation only - contact for details)) after making him sign the waiver and rules of the house.
((Player OOCly and ICly must be at least 18 years of age. This is an Adult themed roleplay weekly event in a controlled environment. Under no circumstances will touching of the dancers be permitted ICly. Strictly for viewing pleasure only. If you are caught by a bouncer touching one of the dancers, you will instantly be thrown out of the establishment for the duration of the evening and your name goes on a list. If the rule is broken a second time on a separate occasion, it will result in a ban from the establishment. As well as any kind of fighting, or trouble caused within. Please be respectful of the dancing girls and other patrons. There is a 20 Gold cover charge, either IC or OOC gold left up to participants discretion (OOcly we are comparing it to $20). The dancers will be accepting real gold tips at any time, but this is not required. VIP lounge will be open for private dances, all you have to do is ask a dancer! The dancing girls are not required to do this, it is up to their discretion. They will -always- reserve the right to say NO without fear of backlash. If backlash occurs it will result in an instant ban. This is a topless club only, not a brothel. We DO NOT sell our girls here for sexual favors. That is strictly prohibited. No minors allowed in the Discord (https://discord.gg/k4mJ8N) or in the IC establishment. Thank you for your time and we hope you enjoy the shows!))
Jon Chess passed into the main room. The building had plenty of room, with tables and chairs spread out for the patrons of the establishment. There seemed to be three stages where dancers performed in rotation, with the main stage up front.
Jonathan found himself a chair facing the main stage, while the announcer announced the next dancer, the "luscious and incomparable Luci!" Jon recognized the dancer as the Illidari woman who he had helped at the clinic. Her body was long and rangy, well-toned. her dark purple hair cascaded down over her shoulders and back, contrasting with her light purple skin and glowing eldrich tattoos. She wore a black lace blindfold over her eyes. A skimpy black thong framed her hips and barely covered her pubic mound. Her breasts were confined by a matching black bra, several sizes too small and pushed her breasts up high on her chest. She looked like the perfect avatar of the Shadow, and Jon almost felt guilty at how attractive he found her.
Almost.
Walking up to the main stage, Luci held a shy look, and kept her head down, looking at the floor. her garments were tight and revealing, only covering the most sensitive bits of her body, and seemed like they could pop off at any moment. Her breasts and butt were very well proportioned her slender body. Her dark magenta skin made it easy for her to hide in the darkened room, only to be betrayed by the violet, glowing runes that wrapped around much of her body. She took a firm grip on the dancing pole, hiding her gaze from everyone.
As the music started to play, she’moved her body to its rhythm, Pressing her chest into the pole so it was pressing the string of her bra between her boobs, Luci spun around, simultaneously sticking her butt out to the crowd and giving a few more playful shakes. She took a quick twirl to show everyone her bright and seemingly innocent smile. As the lyrics started to talk about trying something new, Luci slid her hands up her stomach to the straps that locked her breasts away from full view and give them a gentle tug, teasing the audience with the thought of what she was hiding underneath.
After a few tugs, Luci ripped her bra off and tossed it towards the crowd, to be forgotten or taken by an appreciative customer. She moved her hands up to cup her breasts, giving them a little lift for the audience, slowly swaying her hips. She droped to the floor until practically on her knees, legs spread for balance. Luci kept her sweet, innocent, and hopeful look, and once the beat took a rise, she spun around while rising, simultaneously sticking her butt out to the crowd while giving it a few playful shakes. She turned around and took a brisk walk towards the crowd, dramatically swinging her hips from side to side. Her breasts and butt bouncing with each step.
As the song came to a close, Luci settled her dancing to a calm rhythm she kept in her own head, swaying her butt lightly from side to side, her bosom bouncing with each motion her body made. Calmly using her hidden strength to hoist herself up, she spread her legs so that her thong slipped off. Now fully exposed to the crowd while upside-down on the pole, Luci paused. until her next song began to play. Luci's runes started to release small purple lights that sparkled, making the dark area of the stage look like a universe in microcosm. Luci closed her eyes so that it seemed as if she was asleep while upside-down on the pole. Fully suspended into the air, the magic blips of light started to flow around her, forming lines to manifest as a lined barrier around her, each strip of dots two feet apart at the widest and slowly narrowed as they reached the pole on either end.
Luci spread her legs wide while slowly turning herself right-side up. Her movements were slow and graceful, easy to watch as Luci twisted and turned her hips and stomach. her hands explored her own side, teasing herself with a featherlight touch to her skin. The glowing globes coiled lightly around her, encasing her in a spiral prison. She grabbed the lines, which seemed to solidify at her touch. Pressing herself tightly against the limits, she slid down playfully and flipping onto her back. Her back bent upwards, reaching for a circlet of the globes and pulling herself up slowly. Never stopping, her hips playfully shook along with her freely bouncing breasts. The dancer came to a slow stop as the song ended. She turned around to shake her delightful rear end to her audience. She waved happily to the rapt crowd, ending her dance with a bow.
Chess shook himself from where he had sat staring, and immediately checked his coin purse; he had been so oblivious, enraptured by her dance, he would have been easy prey for a thief.
Jon tossed one of several small sacks of gold he had prepared ahead of time onto the dancing platform; while Jon didn't know the specifics of this establishment, he knew that in many places the dancers worked for tips, not receiving a set wage.
Focusing on the business at hand, he looked around the room. Th place was getting crowded and clearly many of the audience were members of the Defias Brotherhood, wearing their trademark not-quite-a-uniform leather clothes.
Jon spied one of the dancers sitting off in a corner, clearly taking a break. Feeling a little guilty about interrupting her break time, Chess approached her. The woman was a Draenei. As Jon approached, she looked up at him and smiled.
"Private dance, sweetheart?" she offered, her voice pitched low and seductive, and Jonathan flushed. "My name is Therapy Goat". The dancer seemed to be a little over seven foot tall and had light purple skin with dark purple lipstick. Platinum white hair spilled down her back like a silken waterfall. She was missing her left horn, and the right horn was itself damaged. The remnant of the horn was quite festive, festooned with small golden bells and piercings, which matched more piercing and bells on her long, shapely tail. Her eyes were luminescent, and an almost sky blue. They seemed to be aglow with astral magical energy. She wore only smooth black thigh-high stockings and brief soft Mageweave bottoms. Jon loved the way Mageweavwe felt, and his fingers longed to stroke the firm body beneath through them.
"Perhaps later, Miss, My name is Chess. Jon Chess. I am a private investigator," explained Jon. He held out the sketch he had made of Ferdinand Leland.
"I doubt it... you see, I am blind," she said in an amused voice.
"Oh..I am sorry, I..." Jon trailed off, his face radiating heat from his embarrassment.
"Nothing to be sorry about, Mister Chess. I channel both the Earth and Wind elements. The vibrations from the Earth let me get a sense of someone's footing - you have an unusually light tread - and how fast they move, and the Wind element tells me about movements near me, and whether or not something is solid, like a wall. So in many ways, it is like having sight; unfortunately, it is not useful for things like this."
"Still, my friend Tootsie is about to do her last set... tip her well, and I'll ask Toots to see if she has seen him. That sounds fair, yes?"
"Most kind of you Miss Therapy Goat. You have my gratitude." Jonathan left the sketch with the Draenei woman and took his seat to watch Tootsie perform.
Toots took a deep breath as she entered the spotlight of the third stage. Her red hair seemed like fire dancing in a forge as she slowly walked up to the dancing pole. She sent a wink to one of the patrons before slowly gripping the pole and pulling herself up high, wrapping her legs around it. She leaned back and wiggled her voluptuous ass while her thong glittered like diamonds under a light. The blacksmith twirled around rather slowly as she showed just how aerobatic she could be before gracefully landing. upon landing, she bent forward as her hands moved between her thighs. Her fingers traced a design on her asscheeks for a moment before she once more mounted on the pole, ensuring that the audience was focused on her apple-shaped ass and ample breasts.
Her music continued to play as the light surrounded her for a moment. She stood in just her sparkling thong and matching bra, which strained to hold her magnificent breasts up. The woman blew a kiss before turning around and squatting down, moving her ass to the beat before moving forward onto the floor.
She ever so teasingly ground her hips down before turning around onto her ass. She flicked her hair back and moved her hands upwards to remove her bra. Her arms covered her breasts before anyone could see as she moved with grace and beauty. She stood as she teased the removal of her thong. The began to shout and whistle in hopes that the woman would give them what they so desperately wanted.
Just before the music ended, Toots smirked as she slowly yet teasingly removed her thong and threw it out for a patron to take home before doing a bow and gracefully moving off the stage. Jon approached her before another patron could engage her for a private dance. Jon felt his eyes begin to stray to her muscular form before he focused his will and maintained eye contact. She seemed to notice the conflict, and her smirk grew larger.
"A most enchanting performance, Miss Tootsie," complemented Jon as he handed her another one of his small tip sacks. "Please, would you be so kind as to help me with a small matter?" Tootsie laughed and said, "Oh, I'm sure it's not small, my good sir..." The two of them walked over to Therapy Goat, where Tootsie looked at the sketch.
"Sure, I've seen him... but not here," Tootsie explained. "Earlier today I went to Goldshire to buy some supplies for the bar, and I saw this guy passed out in the common room. Is he a criminal? Is there a reward?"
"No, milady, I fear that he is not a wanted criminal - just missing. The only reward here is my own, for I have been privileged to watch you and Luci perform, and experience the pleasure of meeting Miss Therapy Goat," said Chess. "If I can ever be of service, please seek me out."
Chess handed Tootsie and Therapy Goat his business cards, although he was so flustered by them that he had not thought where they might put them. He exited the club and headed for Goldshire, the music of the next dancer's performance swiftly fading as the trees absorbed the sound.
Ferdinand Leland was remanded into Chess' custody, and he saw the lad safely home. Chess thought of returning to Stilettos, but the hour was late, and Jon decided to save his next visit for another case.
Maybe he could bribe Ferdinand to wander off again...
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