Exposed (The Alpha Stranger) Book 2 Read Online Free PDF Page B

last night. They are indifferent to my presence. I sit down at the piano and make myself comfortable. As I settle myself in, a waitress comes over, “Gabe says you have drinks on the house.”
     
    “Oh cool. I’ll take a rum and Coke.”
     
    Well, that is nice of the bar guy. Maybe he is thinking that liquoring me up will yield a better performance. Who knows. I’ll take all the free drinks that I can handle.
     
    The waitress hands me the drink. I take a nice big sip and place the glass on the piano. “Good evening. My name is Carrie. I’ll be playing some tunes tonight.” With that, I begin to play. I start off with a melody and just let the sound of the piano fill the room. After about a minute, I get comfortable enough to start my vocals. My voice is much better than last night. I’m in tune and I feel good.
     
    When I finish my first song, I actually get a scattering of applause. “Thank you,” I say with a nervous laugh. I launch into a second song. I feel good enough to rock my body back and forth while I sing. In the middle of my second song, I see a person’s hand place a dollar into a tip jar on the piano. My first professional income! Now I am actually smiling.
     
    Most of the bar crowd continues to casually tolerate my music. A couple of people appear to be into me. After my fourth song, I stand up and finish my drink. Then I see him. The handsome stranger has walked through the door! He swaggers in and makes his way up to me. We kiss. It’s a nice long, wet kiss. My anonymous lover looks me in the eye and asks, “How are you feeling?”
     
    “I’m feeling really good.”
     
    “I’m going to go to the bar and grab a drink.”
     
    I smile and tell him softly, “The next song is for you.”
     
    My lover looks at me like I am joking. He walks to the bar to get his drink. I sit back down at the piano and finish my rum and Coke. This is it. My new song. I’m going for it. “This next song is dedicated to my lover with no name.”
     
    That was enough to get a laugh and a whoop out of one person at the bar. I begin to play the saucy and sexy opening to the song. My body sways as I get into my groove. I lower my voice and purr the opening lyric, “ Do you like to get spanked?”
     
    A couple of people give me an enthusiastic, “Oh yeah!” I think I have the bar’s attention now. I can feel a hundred eyes move in my direction. “Do you want to get tied down in the dark?”
     
    The ambient noise of the Arrow Bar dies down. Now just about everyone is watching me, just about everyone is listening to me. I have an audience.
     
    The words and music flow so comfortably out of me that I lose all of my inhibitions. I put on a performance with my body as much as I do with my hands and voice. My body rocks from side to side as I roll one provocative line after another. Soon, just about everyone in the bar is watching me.
     
    When the song ends, I hear an eruption of applause. Time stops. I look at each and every face in the crowd. I have never had this happen to me before. This is the best moment of my life. I am not just some girl with a crappy job in downtown LA. Right now, at this moment, I am the center of attention. I am not sure how long the applause lasted but the moment feels frozen in time. I slowly get up from the stool and make my way to the handsome stranger. Before I can get to the bar, my anonymous lover reaches me. We meet in the middle, hug, kiss and feel each other’s body.
     
    “That was the most beautiful gift anyone has ever given me,” my anonymous lover says as he kisses my hand and grabs my ass. We make our way to the back of the club. We claw at each other’s clothing. My anonymous lover kicks open the back door of the bar. We spill out into the alleyway as my clothes are ripped from my body.
     
    My tits spill out. The handsome stranger pushes me up against the wall and sucks on my titties like a horny guy losing his virginity. The man’s tongue never disappoints.