Lockdown! 12

Chapter 12

“Veronica, where are we going?” Paul asked, sounding annoyed as he tottered uncomfortably down the street behind her.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, Paula,” Veronica replied as she turned and smiled. “We’re almost there.”

Trudging through the centre of the city, Paul, Kamsi, and Tim felt thoroughly miserable wearing the short, flimsy dresses Veronica had picked out earlier that evening. But having not worn a pair of pants in weeks, the feeling of the skirt flapping around their silky smooth legs had actually become quite familiar. Unfamiliar and currently causing them a lot of distress was the cold northerly wind whipping around their exposed lower bodies that evening, chilling them to the bone.

The last few minutes had been slow progress, stumbling along on their torturous footwear. Even after the hours of practice, strutting the apartment atop all types and styles of heels. Being outside on the uneven, obstacle-filled streets was causing pains and cramps like the boys had never experienced before.

Stopping to cross a road, Paul bent down to rub his freshly manicured fingers down his frozen, orange-coloured calves. For once, he was too preoccupied to worry about the unsettling sight in front of him as he gazed down through fluttering long lashes. The disgust he felt for his tacky fake tan and the long pink nails taking a backseat in his mind, as at that moment he felt so cold, he was convinced he was about to pass out.

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“Ok, girls. We’re here,” Veronica announced, turning only to find her words falling on deaf ears with the boys still a fair distance behind her.

“Ronny, why have we stopped?” Tim asked through chattering teeth as he caught up with her.

“We’re going in here,” she answered, turning to press the buzzer.

All three frozen men looked up at the sign with the same bemused expression on their faces. They were in front of Fabrication, one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. Well, at least it used to be before it was forced to close due to the pandemic.

Startled by a loud buzzing sound, the door sprung open.

“But… what… why here?” Tim asked, feeling very uncomfortable and confused.

“Well, we can stand here and talk about it, or I can explain in the warmth inside,” Veronica replied, extending her arm. “Ladies first,” she added with a smirk.

Almost knocking over Veronica as he barged past, Kamsi was straight in through the door, mighty relieved to be finally out of the cold. Tim and Paul followed closely behind as they passed a small, unmanned ticket office before stopping dead as they stepped into the main dance hall.

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A door opened, and from the left side of the room. A well-dressed man in his late twenties entered the room. Smiling, the man walked towards the three crossdressed men with a puzzled look on his face. Feeling very uneasy, the boys just stared back at him awkwardly.

“Veronica,” the man announced as he stepped past Paul, Kamsi, and Tim. He planted a kiss on Veronica's cheek before giving her a huge hug. “It’s great to see you girl, you look great.”

“Thanks, Rodrigo, hun. You don’t look too bad yourself. Have you been working out?” Veronica answered.

“I’ve been trying,” replied the handsome Latino man. “I’ve had a lot of time over the last few months. Can you tell?

Flexing a bicep, the fabric of Rodrigo's expensive suit stretched to almost the point of breaking.

“Wow,” Veronica gushed while feeling up the man’s muscular arm. “Impressive.”

For a few seconds, Veronica and Rodrigo stared lustfully into the eyes of the other until Paul cleared his throat. With the moment broken, they both turned.

“So, this is your ex and his buddies?” Rodrigo asked, sniggering but trying to hold back his laughter.

“Yeah, that's him, the blond,” Veronica announced, pointing her finger. “You can call him Paula. That little Asian minx is Kylie, and the beauty at the end goes by Karmen.

“Welcome girls,” Rodrigo announced, this time unable to contain his laughter. “Would you like a drink”?

Kamsi and Tim went red in the face and hung their heads in shame. Paul on the other hand was also red in the face, but not from embarrassment. “Can someone please explain to me what the fuck we’re doing here?” he declared, exploding with rage.

“It looks like Paula is a feisty one, ey?” Rodrigo replied as he placed his arm around Veronica, and shouted the name, Maria loudly.

A few seconds later, a rather attractive-looking woman entered the room and joined the group. “Need something boss?” She asked in a sweet seductive voice. Instantly catching the attention of the three feminized men who were now checking out her body.

“Can you get our guests registered while I show Veronica some of the renovations we’ve done upstairs?” Rodrigo stated as he lowered his hand down Veronica’s back until it rested on her backside.

“Sure, if you'd like to follow me... uhm... ladies?” Maria replied, turning to look at the three dazed men.

“You’re going with him?” Paul shouted, looking over at his ex. “You know what he’s after, right?

“Awww, is Paula feeling jealous! I guess the question is of who? Me or this hunk of a man?” Veronica answered as she burst out laughing.

“I’m not jealous!” Paul screamed back, enraged. “Do what you want, you fucking whore. I couldn’t give a shit anyway.”

“Paul, calm down, man!” Kamsi said, hopping across and placing an arm around his friend before he did something stupid.

Veronica, who looked very calm, despite the insult, smiled at Paul before turning back to Rodrigo and placing her hand in his. “So, you wanted to show me something”? she purred.

Rodrigo nodded at Veronica before turning to face Maria. “I’ll call down Markus to oversee things. If anyone gets aggressive, they’ll be straight out on their arses. Are you going to be ok?”

“I’ll be fine. They won’t give me any trouble, right girls?” Maria said confidently, looking over and glaring along the line of crossdressed men. Kamsi nodded his head. Tim avoided eye contact. And Paul didn’t hear her as he continued to stare angrily at Rodrigo.

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An hour later

“I can’t believe she left us?” Paul moaned, his anger having morphed into frustration and sadness.

“The way you acted in there, I’m not surprised,” Kamsi responded, crossing his arms. “As fucked up as it was in there, you were a bit of a dick!”

“Dude! He was all over her. T-Dog back me up here.” Paul exclaimed, turning to face his friends.

Feeling the cold metal of the bus stop bench through his thin skirt and panties, Tim slowly turned, feeling the dull ache in his tired ankles.

“Paul, what’s wrong with you?” Tim started in a cold calm voice. “You two aren’t together. You treated her like dirt, and she left you. In fact, you treat everyone like that. When are you going to grow up and learn that other people have feelings too? Perhaps if you learned to think a little before you acted, we wouldn’t be sat here freezing cold and dressed in these ridiculous outfits!”

Taken aback by his friend’s honest assessment, Paul opened his mouth to speak, before thinking twice. Instead, he swivelled his body, hearing the coins Maria had given him for the bus jangle loudly in his jacket pocket. Letting out a frustrated sigh, he stared up the road, pondering Tim’s words and wondering where the hell the bus was!

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