Could Cuddy have a double life? Hell yea (:C
House was bored as hell at home. Wilson’s is on some conference in Europe, there’s nothing on tv, and most importantly, his fridge was empty. He decided to go somewhere wild: the striptease club. Yes that’s what he needed right now: real fun. He collected his things, keys to his motorbike and slowly made his way to the club. After half and saa of driving he was standing in front of the best strip klabu in New Jersey. The loud muziki and red color tempting him, inviting him. He looked if noone was looking and walked into the club. He could already see some gorgeous girls doing pole dances for horny guys. He wasn’t just a horny guy, like everybody else. HE thought of it as an art., a really hard thing to do physically. So he looked at the girls admiringly and sat close to the scene. He called the bar girl and ordered a drink, and the best stripper in the place. The girl smiled seductively at him and walked away. House was preparing himself for best show. The lights turned off, and the muziki changed. Suddenly a flash of white light exposed a girl in her underwear, tie and a hat on top. She was dressed in black and white. Slowly she made her way to the front of the scene, the lights blinding her. House could’ve swore he’d seen this punda before.
‘Oh My GOD’ his mind screamed.
‘It couldn’t be..could it..Cuddy?’
‘And here’s Elisavet’ the voice alisema enthusiastically’ our best dancer, and the hottest woman in new Jersey’
‘And probably the oldest stripper in the world’ House chuckled quietly.
The woman took off the hat, so House had no doubt that it was the dean of the medicine dancing in front of him. He was glad the lights were flashing into her eyes, so she couldn’t recognize him. She began her show, climbing up the pole, and smoothly making her thing on it. House couldn’t believe what that woman was capable of. Well, first of all. Lisa being stripper and POLE dancer? He couldn’t believe his eyes. Slowly the woman approached him to perform a special lap dance. House couldn’t wait for her reaction. So he sat there, waiting for here to be there only for him. She shook her punda in front of his head, and slowly, teasingly sat on his lap, and begun teasing his growing erection. She turned around facing him.
‘Oh My God, NO, what are you-?’ she tried to jump off him, covering herself, but he stopped.
‘Well, well, well. I don’t even know who wewe are anymore, DOCTOR Cuddy’ he stressed the word doctor.
Cuddy threw her arms around him, and hugged him
‘What are wewe doing?’
‘You can’t see me like that’ she alisema unsurely, tears in her eyes.
‘Hey, hey, Lisa..It’s okay, everyone wants to have fun sometimes, there’s nothing to be ashamed of’ he tried to calm her down, feeling that she’s begun to shake.
‘Yea right, now I am going to have no life, right?’ she alisema wiping away the single tear rolling down her cheek.
House grinned, but seeing her expression, his face softened
‘Cuddy, calm down. Let’s get out of here’ He alisema standing up, and giving her his shirt, so she could cover herself in front of him. As they walked out, the bartender winked at them and smiled.
As they got out House put his arm around Cuddy, which she quickly pushed off.
‘I am not a whore House, and wewe are drunk. Let’s get wewe home, wait for me’ She alisema running for her clothes.
House stood kwa his motorbike and played with the keys. When She got back she sat on the drivers place, making House anxious.
‘Get on the bike’ She ordered. He wasn’t sure what he was doing but listened to her anyway. He put his arms around her tiny body as she drove him home.
‘Now, I have something to be ashamed of. Woman was driving me nyumbani on my OWN motorbike’ he shouted into her ear as they were driving fast.
‘Shut up’ She grinned.
‘Let it be our little secret’ she alisema ‘ wewe will never tell anyone, under any circumstances about my little... hobby, and I will not say a word about driving wewe home? Deal?’
‘deaaaaaaaal’ he yawned hugging her closer to him ‘ but..’
‘no “buts” House’ she alisema firmly.
‘sleep with me’ he asked
‘whoa, that was gentle.’ She alisema a little bit shocked,
‘but you’re so hooooooot, and wewe can dance!’ he screamed into her ear. She only grinned, seeing the effect she had on him.
‘no’ she alisema calmly, as they were reaching his house.
She helped him off the bike and walked him home. She opened the door for him and pushed him in, but he turned back to look at her.
‘You look gorgeous’ he alisema drunkely.
‘Right, tell me this when you’re sober. Night House’
‘Night Elisaveta’ he yawned, as she closed the door. She sighed and slowly made her way home.
House was bored as hell at home. Wilson’s is on some conference in Europe, there’s nothing on tv, and most importantly, his fridge was empty. He decided to go somewhere wild: the striptease club. Yes that’s what he needed right now: real fun. He collected his things, keys to his motorbike and slowly made his way to the club. After half and saa of driving he was standing in front of the best strip klabu in New Jersey. The loud muziki and red color tempting him, inviting him. He looked if noone was looking and walked into the club. He could already see some gorgeous girls doing pole dances for horny guys. He wasn’t just a horny guy, like everybody else. HE thought of it as an art., a really hard thing to do physically. So he looked at the girls admiringly and sat close to the scene. He called the bar girl and ordered a drink, and the best stripper in the place. The girl smiled seductively at him and walked away. House was preparing himself for best show. The lights turned off, and the muziki changed. Suddenly a flash of white light exposed a girl in her underwear, tie and a hat on top. She was dressed in black and white. Slowly she made her way to the front of the scene, the lights blinding her. House could’ve swore he’d seen this punda before.
‘Oh My GOD’ his mind screamed.
‘It couldn’t be..could it..Cuddy?’
‘And here’s Elisavet’ the voice alisema enthusiastically’ our best dancer, and the hottest woman in new Jersey’
‘And probably the oldest stripper in the world’ House chuckled quietly.
The woman took off the hat, so House had no doubt that it was the dean of the medicine dancing in front of him. He was glad the lights were flashing into her eyes, so she couldn’t recognize him. She began her show, climbing up the pole, and smoothly making her thing on it. House couldn’t believe what that woman was capable of. Well, first of all. Lisa being stripper and POLE dancer? He couldn’t believe his eyes. Slowly the woman approached him to perform a special lap dance. House couldn’t wait for her reaction. So he sat there, waiting for here to be there only for him. She shook her punda in front of his head, and slowly, teasingly sat on his lap, and begun teasing his growing erection. She turned around facing him.
‘Oh My God, NO, what are you-?’ she tried to jump off him, covering herself, but he stopped.
‘Well, well, well. I don’t even know who wewe are anymore, DOCTOR Cuddy’ he stressed the word doctor.
Cuddy threw her arms around him, and hugged him
‘What are wewe doing?’
‘You can’t see me like that’ she alisema unsurely, tears in her eyes.
‘Hey, hey, Lisa..It’s okay, everyone wants to have fun sometimes, there’s nothing to be ashamed of’ he tried to calm her down, feeling that she’s begun to shake.
‘Yea right, now I am going to have no life, right?’ she alisema wiping away the single tear rolling down her cheek.
House grinned, but seeing her expression, his face softened
‘Cuddy, calm down. Let’s get out of here’ He alisema standing up, and giving her his shirt, so she could cover herself in front of him. As they walked out, the bartender winked at them and smiled.
As they got out House put his arm around Cuddy, which she quickly pushed off.
‘I am not a whore House, and wewe are drunk. Let’s get wewe home, wait for me’ She alisema running for her clothes.
House stood kwa his motorbike and played with the keys. When She got back she sat on the drivers place, making House anxious.
‘Get on the bike’ She ordered. He wasn’t sure what he was doing but listened to her anyway. He put his arms around her tiny body as she drove him home.
‘Now, I have something to be ashamed of. Woman was driving me nyumbani on my OWN motorbike’ he shouted into her ear as they were driving fast.
‘Shut up’ She grinned.
‘Let it be our little secret’ she alisema ‘ wewe will never tell anyone, under any circumstances about my little... hobby, and I will not say a word about driving wewe home? Deal?’
‘deaaaaaaaal’ he yawned hugging her closer to him ‘ but..’
‘no “buts” House’ she alisema firmly.
‘sleep with me’ he asked
‘whoa, that was gentle.’ She alisema a little bit shocked,
‘but you’re so hooooooot, and wewe can dance!’ he screamed into her ear. She only grinned, seeing the effect she had on him.
‘no’ she alisema calmly, as they were reaching his house.
She helped him off the bike and walked him home. She opened the door for him and pushed him in, but he turned back to look at her.
‘You look gorgeous’ he alisema drunkely.
‘Right, tell me this when you’re sober. Night House’
‘Night Elisaveta’ he yawned, as she closed the door. She sighed and slowly made her way home.