MALE STRIPPERS
P R E S E N T
H O T METAL
WOMEN ONLY
MILLTHORPE WORKING MEN'S CLUB
FRIDAY 25 MAY 8.00 PM
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The men went round the town, putting the posters up
wherever they could.
Everyone liked the name that Gaz had chosen for the group —
Hot Metal. The men went round the town, putting the posters up
wherever they could — on bus stops, post boxes, lampposts and
fences.
All of them helped — it was a real team job. Gaz chose the
place, Lomper took out a poster and Horse and Dave held it
down while Gerald stuck it on. Guy told them if it was straight
or not. And as they put the posters up, they tried not to feel
nervous. There were only ten days until 25 May.
They were putting one up on the wall of an old pub when
two local women, Sheryl and Louise, came round the corner.
They were wearing high heels, very short tight skirts and a lot of
make-up. They walked towards the men, arm in arm and
laughing loudly. They looked very dangerous.
' O h no,' said Gaz quietly. Both women had been his
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girlfriends in the past. He smiled and said, 'How are you, girls?'
The two women stopped. 'Well, then, Gary,' said Sheryl. 'What
are you doing?'
Louise had bright red hair and large silver earrings. She reached
out and took a poster from Lomper's hand. 'What's all this about,
then?' she asked in surprise, as Sheryl looked over her shoulder.
'Oh, we're just doing a bit of advertising for some friends,' said
Gaz.
'Oh, yes?' said Sheryl. 'And who's going to come and see
your - er - friends?' Clearly, she didn't believe that Gaz's friends
existed. Then she said,'We had the real thing here last month, you
know - the Chippendales.'
'Well,' said Gaz, 'our friends are much better than the
Chippendales.'
The girls laughed loudly. 'Better?' they said. 'How could they
be better?'
Gaz knew he had to say something quickly and he didn't stop
to think clearly. He just wanted to make some money; he wanted
these women and their friends to come to the show. So he knew
there would have to be something very special about the show, a
reason to make them want to come. 'Well,' he said brightly. 'Our
friends go all the way. They show everything.'
Sheryl and Louise couldn't believe their ears. They stared at
Gaz. 'All the way?' Sheryl repeated. 'Everything? Do you mean
the full monty? You?'
'Yes,' Gaz said proudly.
'Well,' said Sheryl. 'That would be worth a look.' The two
women moved off down the street, laughing even louder than
before. 'See you there, then!'
As Gaz watched them disappear down the hill, he froze in his
shoes. He could feel the surprise and anger of the rest of the
group behind him. He turned round and saw their shocked faces
staring at him.
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'No!' Dave said. 'No, no, no! Never!'
Horse pushed forwards angrily, pointing at Gaz.
'Excuse me,' he said. 'Nobody said anything to me about the
full monty.' The others agreed. The only person who didn't seem
to mind was Guy. Guy knew he had a fine body and he wasn't
ashamed to show it in public.
'We've got to be better than the Chippendales,' said Gaz, 'or
nobody will come to see us. I couldn't think of anything else to
say, to make them come to the show.'
'They know it's us, you know,' said Lomper unhappily. What
would he do if his mother found out?
'Of course they know it's us,' said Gaz. 'And by the end of this
evening everyone in Sheffield will know it's us, whether we do it
or whether we don't.' Gerald and Dave turned pale, thinking
about Linda and Jean finding out.
But Gaz hadn't finished yet. 'Listen. We can forget the whole
thing and go back to the Job Club, or do it and maybe, just maybe,
get rich. And I'll tell you something - people don't laugh so loudly
when you've got a thousand pounds in your back pocket.'
He paused, then asked, 'Now are you in, or are you out?'
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The next few days weren't very happy ones. There were no more
dancing practices, and the group stopped meeting completely. They
were thinking about what Gaz had said. The thought of taking all
their clothes off in public filled them with fear. Gerald was
frightened of what Linda would say - the others were embarrassed
and ashamed of their bodies. Only Guy and Gaz didn't care.
The next time they saw each other was three days later, when
they were standing in the queue at the unemployment office,
waiting to receive their unemployment benefit. The men stood
in a line, one behind the other. Gaz, in a separate queue, was
smoking a cigarette and watching them.
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It wasn't really surprising that everything had gone wrong, he
was thinking sadly. How could he expect the men to be strippers?
They were just ordinary men, like everybody else in the queue.
The strippers' group was a great idea, but it could never work.
The local radio was playing, and suddenly the Donna Summer
seventies hit, Hot Stuff, began to play. It was a song that all the
men knew well; they had danced to it many times.
From where he was standing, Gaz looked across again at the
other queue. At once he noticed something different about the
men he was watching. They had straightened up and were
looking much brighter. Without realizing it, they all started to
move their bodies in time with the music.
Gerald had reached the front of the queue. As the music got
louder, he left the line and started to dance in the middle of the
office floor. Behind him the others smiled. Their feet were
moving backwards and forwards in perfect time.
Without realizing it, they all started to move their bodies in time with
the music.
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Gaz felt very happy. Now he knew the group wasn't finished -
and the show would still go on.
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