Penelope certainly had her fair share of men, but she never committed to one for a long time. She was a lover of life and all flavors of men, and had been around the block. A Vegas native, her mother a longtime showgirl, and her dad a casino host back in the good old days, she was a bit of a mother hen to a select group despite her sultry vixen appearance. With natural red curls that hung down her back and her sea-foam-green eyes, creamy skin, and always sexy, incredibly hoarse voice, she didn’t make it easy for men to look the other way.
Plus, she was smart. Penelope took full advantage of living in Vegas and looking the way she did. She would advise Sienna on how to take what she wanted from Carson and move on.
But did she even want that?
Inside the Cat’s Meow, she went straight to Penelope’s treatment room. Penelope no longer took appointments through the front desk, choosing instead to work exclusively with a small clientele who contacted her directly for both privacy and immediate service. When Sienna texted her earlier, Penelope gave her the green light to head in during the afternoon.
Sienna took a deep breath as she undressed and lay down completely naked on Penelope’s table. She needed the works—a Brazilian bikini, her eyebrows, and the small trail of peach fuzz from her stomach to the area that Carson had recently lit on fire. It would give her plenty of time to discuss the issue with Penelope.
“Hi, Sie. How are you doing, honey?”
Sienna relaxed at the sound of Penelope’s soothing, inviting voice. “Good, it’s been packed at the club. Asher’s happy, so I’m happy. Syd and Petal are lighting up the stage, which is great for them. And I like a guy.” She had no clue why her usually guarded self just spit that right out. There she was talking about guys like it was a normal, everyday thing for her.
She lay still, purposefully taking long breaths in and out. They were more about her sudden talkative mouth and less about the hair about to be ripped from her most sensitive areas.
“Well, good for Syd and Petal, but even better for you,” Penelope said warmly. Then she got to work, providing Sienna with just the right amount of distance to continue. She might have been lying there naked, but to bare her thoughts, Sienna needed a distraction. She couldn’t have said what she wanted to say while looking Penelope in the face.
“So, this guy, Carson, has been coming to the club and staying for just my act. He’s good-looking…well, gorgeous, and it seems that he likes me and I think I may like him. He’s tall and dark, and he has this funky tattoo that just adds to his mystery. Short black hair like mink, curling around his ears, and a scruffy five o’clock shadow speckled with a little gray. It makes him classy and distinguished.” She paused for a second, then said, “He’s tough and strong, but you can tell he’s got a gentle soul. I’ve fallen for this one.”
Penelope only nodded her head and murmured a soft “Mmm-hmm” to show she was listening.
As she stared at the ceiling, Sienna went on. “You know I’ve never really been involved, but I may want to test the waters with this one. It’s a good way to get my feet wet because he doesn’t live here, so no real fear of a big commitment.”
Rip. Rip. Penelope’s gaze was totally focused on Sienna’s inner thighs, but she was all ears. “Go on.”
She tried to remain cool and noncommittal. “I feel a connection. Like maybe we could get together a little bit…together-together, you know? But there’s something else. I’m a little inexperienced in intimate relations. I’m not sure how to act or what to do.”
Penelope sighed. “Aw, sweetie, you don’t have to do anything but be your lovable self. If this man is all that you describe him to be, he’s an alpha and he’ll lead the way. That’s it. Nothing to worry about.”
Sienna lifted her head and caught Penelope’s gaze. “Are you sure? Do I need to be sending out some kind of signal?”
More ripping. Penelope moved Sienna’s legs up and in, making sure she could wear a thong and reveal nothing but a bare bum.
“Oh, I’m sure, Sienna. Besides the fact that you’ve got a killer bod, you’re the hottest stripper in Vegas with the most spectacular smile and personality of anyone I know. Just be you. Let your inner and outer beauty shine.”
“Hmm, okay.” Sienna was unsure about that being true, but she had no other reference point, so she’d run with it. “What if I don’t want to get too attached? I don’t think he’s that type, but just in case?”
Done with the waxing, Penelope began applying an exfoliant to her stomach, making it smooth and glowing. She bit her lip, then looked at Sienna and said, “No protection from that, honey. Maybe for a woman like me who can keep her heart distanced, but not for someone as kind and lovable as you.”