Hollywood Bridge

We stumbled into our hotel room, laughing like maniacs with our arms around each other.
I kissed her softly on her silky lips, tasting her peppermint chewing gum.
"I always hated peppermint." I mumbled against her mouth.
"Oh, well I'm sorry." she muttered without malice.
She moved in to kiss me again ~ oh no ~ I thought ~ I'm gonna make you work for me. I'm gonna play hard-to-get.
I pulled away from her, grabbing our one bag and pulling it into the room.
"Right! We can unpack, then, off to explore! We can find a nice little restaurant and discuss the wedding and use the hotel WiFi to ask Jake what he thinks of our plans, then an early night!"
She giggled, "Okay! Wasn't what I was thinking, but we have all of tomorrow where we can stay in because of 'jet-lag'."
"You're worse than Ashley," I tilted my head as if considering her, "And I kinda like it! But then, I don't know what I was expecting from a damn stripper!" I said playfully. She went quiet.
"Actually, I , um, was kinda thinking of leaving the club and getting a proper job." She began nervously. "I mean Hot Topic are hiring and I've heard that if I spend three months as a general clerk then I could actually get promoted to assistant manager and I know it's not great but it could be and-" I cut her off.
"Honey, marrying me does not mean you have to quit the club if you don't want to, but it doesn't mean I don't want you pursuing a career either! If you want to work at Hot Topic then try for Assistant Manager in a few months than I won't stop you! Marrying each other is supposed to allow us more time together and allow us to support each other! Think of me as your bra, babe, supportive, pushing you up, and always belonging on your breasts!"
She laughed. "Speaking of bras," She began, holding up a lacy black bra with polka dots and bows, "What in the hell is this!? Am I expected to wear this damned thing!? I wear more to pole dance!"
"Um, It's a bra, I think you're meant to wear it." I took it off her and placed it on my head "Though probably not this way!" We both laughed. "And it's a good one, I mean, it's from Victoria's secret and they charge more per cup than Starbucks! And it did have matching panties somewhere!"

"Ashley!" Jake called from Ash's man-cave (because it had best WiFi)
Ash stumbled out of Ryan's room with a black lace and polka dot thong complete with little red bows.
"Why would Ryan have this in his room?" Ashley asked seeming genuinely dumbfounded despite the answer being obvious.
"Well, Ashley, He is currently in the Bahamas with his fiance so do you really need me to explain how women's underwear found their way into his room?"
"Yes!" he responded sarcastically.
"Well Ashley, you have an incredible imagination on you, I'm sure you can think something up!" Jake sighed.
"Yeah - and thank you for saying i have an incredible imagination, by the way, but you know it makes me go all mushy inside when you compliment me - but I have NEVER seen her come into his room before!" He appeared utterly perplexed.
"She probably gave them to him or something - You know what, just sit down! You'll understand when you're engaged!" Jake facepalmed.
Just then the Skype call came through from Ryan.
"Ahah! I told you there were matching panties somewhere!" Ryan exclaimed.
"YEAH! IN CALIFORNIA!" Cathy yelled jokingly, hitting him with a pillow.

Cathy and I shared a shower at the hotel (and NO, you aren't getting any details!) and her slightly damp hair curled at the nape of her neck in the humidity. She shivered a little and i wrapped my arms around her.
"So, what do you want to do about this wedding thing?" I asked as I kissed her on the head whilst rubbing her arms to warm her up.
"Well, I really DON'T want to entrust the whole thing to Ashley!"
"That would probably be best. Who would be your maid of honour and who would give you away and stuff?" I played with her hands. "I mean, I know your parents are dead and stuff, and I'm not really on speaking terms with my family."
"I, um, was actually thinking Ashley could give me away and Jake could be best man."
"Ashley? You're sure? I mean, you two don't know each other that well."
"No, I actually think he's a bit of a jerk, but you care about him, so that's enough for me."
I didn't have time to respond because just then some a**h*** wolf whistled and yelled
"HEY BABY! NICE LEGS! WHEN DO THEY OPEN!?"
I was about to go over there an punch him out with some simple martial arts moves Jake taught me but Cathy simply yelled back
"PAST YOUR BED TIME YOU CHILDISH P****!"
There were a few "OOOHHS!" but all of them shut up and moved on.
"What utter t****! You'd think that kind of misogyny would be dead by now! This is the 21st century, not 1000 BC! Neanderthals!"
"I'm used to it! I'm a stripper at the end of the day."
But she still looked upset.
I found us a 24 hour ice-cream parlour and got two of the largest chocolate chip cones they served, and we watched the sunrise.

Notes

Sorry there have been no updates for a while. SO BUSY ALL THE DAMN TIME!
I hope this chapter has encouraged people to think about sexism in modern society, NEWSFLASH BOYS! NOT EVERY GIRL LIKES CAT-CALLING!
Any how, rant over! FEMINIST AND PROUD!
Hope you liked this chapter.
:)