Chapter 9 by Zeebop

What Is Lois' Next Move?

Jimmy Helps

"Since you're here anyway, Olsen." Lois said. "You're going to help me."

Lois brushed past him out of the stall, to touch up her makeup. She wish she'd thought to bring a toothbrush or mouthwash; her breath was going to smell like jizz to whomever she met.

"Gee Miss Lane," Jimmy said, wide eyed as he stuffed his penis back in his underwear. "What kind of help do you need?"

Lois grabbed Jimmy's shirt and pulled him in close. She wasn't sure who was listening in the other stalls.

"Four women have gone missing lately, Jimmy. They were all last seen in this club. I came here to find them." Lois straightened Jimmy's bowtie, which had gotten messed up in the little altercation in the stall. The door to the stall next door opened, and a black woman came out...tall, leggy, and a little out of breath. She blew Lois a kiss as she headed back toward the club, and the reporter noticed, gave Jimmy's ass a squeeze.

"Who was that?" Lois asked, her tone even.

"Uh...that was, uh...Alicia." Jimmy said, suddenly flustered.

"You run into Alicia often?" Lois raised an eyebrow.

Jimmy nodded.

"Every Friday night, maybe? In a gloryhole in the women's restroom?"

Jimmy nodded again. He couldn't look Lois in the eye.

"So...you know what else is going on in this club?"

"I...uh...I mean, not really. I just come here to...blow off a little steam, sometimes." The red-head looked like his mother had found a bunch of magazines under his mattress.

"I'll bet that's not the only thing you blow." Lois smiled. "But what I need for you to do right now, Jimmy, is show me what secrets this place has. Whatever you know."

"Ah, geez Miss Lane, I dunno, this isn't really your kinda scene..."

"What is it, Jimmy?" Lois said. "Take me there."