(Samara wrote this originally - the idea was hers and she got it from the BJ Ward interview about being a Playboy bunny at one time. I just tweaked it up. The last part is mine..- tam)

Keith was amazed. The line to the "Bunny Hop Club" wound all the way around the damn block! Lance only grinned and whipped out two gold keys. Keith grinned. Those gold keys were passports to the ultimate R&R - well next to visiting Gina in Lotor's Harem that is. They'd be able to bypass the line and go inside. Perhaps tonight they'd have a workout upstairs - or "pushups" as Lance liked to call them. To the girls in the club Lance was no stranger. He frequented the "establishment" more times than his commander, so he knew every girl there. At least he though he did. The club wasn't a brothel - not really. Some girls did and some girls didn't get intimate with the clientele. It was their choice. Of course this never stopped the two Voltron Force pilots from having their fun. For the two handsome men, gaining female company was no problem. They entered the large half-lit room, which was filled with the noise and excitement for desirable women and men on the prowl. Keith adjusted his eyes to the darkness to find a table for the two of them. Lance could hardly walk for the DD cleavages to the left, right and front and back of him. "This is going to be a good night tonight Keith.." he grinned. The stoic commander also knew he may be challenged to live up to his name as the "Dragon of Arus" for all of these beauties. He always did love a challenge! "Lance, these 'Mamas" are like having wall to wall Gina's. I may have to seek asylum upstairs," Keith said licking his lips. "Yea, but Lotor has this kind of view every night in the privacy of his own harem. Unlike us poor guy's who have to have "take-out",Lance said in regret.

The two gentlemen found a table. That was a feat since the club was packed to capacity. And capacity was the feeling both men were starting to experience in a certain area of their lower regions.

On the other side of the club the part-time blond beauty was adjusting her bunny costume. She smiled. This costume was certainly a long way from what she was normally acustomed to wearing! The costume had a push up bra which pushed up her cleavage, making it even more tempting. It had been such a thrill to have gained this job without being recognized. It was amazing what different makeup and hairstyle could do. It was a thrill - a release for her to prance about in this skimpy costume in front of strange men. Her sheltered life didn't allow for that and she wanted a little adventure - outside her duties of course. The blond looked down at herself with satisfaction. The spike heels made her long legs look even longer. To feel the fishnet hose and the French cut one-piece costume she wore made her feeling of power even greater. But nothing was like the leering eyes of the men in the club. She had power in that they could look but not touch - not unless she wanted them to.

"Hey, Lura, It's your shift! Get your fanny in gear! They're waaaitting!" one of the girls good naturedly said.

"Coming!" she called out.

"That's later, Lura! Business before pleasure you know!"

The blonde giggled. She loved listening to everyone. The talk was so different. She adjusted her costume one more time. It was showtime!

Lotor lounged in his office behind the one-way mirrors. He could see all of the club's activities from here. He leaned back in his chair comfortably and puffed on his pipe. His smoking jacket was blood red and it was comfortable. When he was here, he affected the pipe and smoking jacket. Here he was not the Prince of Doom, but the Prince of Pleasure.. And just what was the Prince of Doom doing running a gentleman's club? Well, he had to have other interests after all. He smiled. Ah, it was a full house tonight - as usual. He wondered if there were any more girls he hadn't seen yet. Chattaa was in charge of new hires, but - Wait, who was that? He set down his pipe in amazement. That - blond. She was incredible! When did they hire her? She belonged in his Harem, not out in the public eye! This he had to see! He got up to investigate.

Keith and Lance were watching the floor show when all of a sudden Lance's mouth dropped open. "Damn! Look at that blond! She's gorgous!"

Keith looked and his eyes widened. Damn, she was beautiful! Her smile, that walk! Those long, impossibly long legs!

"Hey, she's coming closer!" Lance said with a grin.

Hell, he hoped so!

*******

Lotor made his way out of his office. People hailed him by his club name and not many people really recognized him as the Prince of Doom. Along with the smoking jacket, he wore black fitted pants, black boots and his long white hair was tied back. He didn't really concentrate on the people, his eyes were only on the blonde. The incredible blonde, the goddess in the bunny costume. He was ready, very ready to carry her to his office for a little "meeting." Perhaps he could persuade her to join his harem. He smiled. Ah, there she was, heading in the direction of the front. Lotor stood behind a table where two Teran males sat, ogling the women. She was heading this way!

She was having fun, teasing the men with her body. She didn't get as crazy as some of the ladies, but she was driving them crazy anyway. She headed to two men who sat at the front. They were dark haired and they were staring at her. Since the room was dim, she didn't see who they were and she didn't for the moment see the tall Drule male nearby.

She strolled up to them, the tight costume and heels making her wriggle her hips more. She said in a husky voice, "Hello, gentlemen..what can I do for you this evening?"

Lance only had eyes for her cleavage. "Oh I can think of a lot of things, sweetheart.."

Keith looked at her everywhere. The Dragon of Arus was breathing fire now! His gaze travelled upwards to her face -

Her face!

His jaw dropped open. It couldn't be - but it was!

"Allura!"

The blonde looked startled and then she looked at who she was talking to.

"Keith!"

"Huh?" Lance said and peered at her. "Shit! Allura? What the HELL - ?"

Lotor heard the name "Allura" and his eyes narrowed. Who dared speak his love's name in this place? He suddenly saw the blonde's face.

"You!"

"Lotor!"

"Allura!"

"Lance"

"What the HELL are you doing here, Princess?"

"Shhh! Shut up, Keith!"

"Allura, my love! Just what are you doing in THAT in public?"

"Lotor?"

"Lotor!" Keith jumped up and then realize he didn't have his pistol with him. Well not the one you shot with.

"Save it, floof boy! I'm discussing something with MY employee!" Lotor grinned. The princess in HIS club! He was definitely going to have her wear that on his honeymoon! Before anyone could do anything, Allura had disappeared!

"Dammit, fool, look what you did! Wait, my love!" Lotor went after her but she was gone.

Keith and Lance looked at each other, disbelieving.

"Uh, Keith.." Lance said.

"I can't believe it! Allura - a bunny!"

"She looked fine though.."

"Can't tell Coran though.."

Lance's gaze went to a dark table in a far corner, where two very drunk people sat. A woman was sitting on a man's lap and they were yukking it up.

"Nah, let him and Nanny have their fun!"

And so ends our brief little bunny "tail" -er tale..