Episode 333: cHUMP cHANGe

6:25 PM! The ever neon Cashanova sign drawing in a crowd! Rain, sleet or snow, guys will go see a Ho!

“I can’t believe I’m going to go through with this. I killed too much time getting ready. Lacey and Gina calling me didn’t help any. Fun teasing though!”

Mace Belmont freshly showered after helping Henry McKellen and Dominic Black put up tents in the McKellen backyard was back to his energetic self. Now that he had met Dom alongside his slave Kelly Herbert and surviving the stress of not letting on that he and Kelly were playing around behind his back, he felt confident that Kel wouldn’t tell him. Unless he asked. Fingers crossed that he wouldn’t! But again, Dom did order her to make all men happy so there shouldn’t be a problem. At 19 he was a worry wart.

The parking lot already jam packed he found a spot near the gym LIFT KITty’s and shut his truck off. Facing the gym’s long stretch of opened glass to let visitors see inside he noticed quite a few hot girls working out in very skimpy clothing. “Dang! Does this gym train strippers for next door? Hell, I’d tip six of those hotties just to limber up. Look at that crazy big bodybuilder, all that muscle and she’s still goddess level. Amazing! Looks like she digs showing off her body too wearing that hot pink bikini. Hell, I think I can see her labia peeking out. Sweet! I bet she’s deadlifting 500 pounds right now. Her spotter isn’t bad either.”

His eye candy was Serafina Black, baby sister to Dominic but he had no idea. Her spotter was another girl with extreme definition but African American with a short haircut. “Spotter reminds me of muscular Lupita Nyong’o only taller. Maybe I should look into a membership here. Heck even a part time job as a towel boy.” He chuckled! “I better stop gawking I’m already stripping that big ass blonde with my eyes. Now that she’s sitting up, I can literally picture her naked. Hand me that bikini bitch.” Laughing at himself he envisioned her taking off that bikini and dangling it over him. “Nice!” Time to move on!

“Let’s do this Amateur night bullshit and find Lacey and Gina. Hopping out of his truck looking well-dressed for a good impression he followed the sidewalk in front of the gym peering in. Serafina now without her heavy burden simply checked him out as he passed by. “She’s watching me. I’d fuck her but she would snap me like a twig. Now her sidekick ... yeah ... wishbone. They’d both break me for luck.”

A simple nod to the ladies he moved on, sweating off his fears. Not just the stress of Sera staring him down but of what he was considering at Cashanova. “It’s only one dance I can do that much if it means winning a couple hundred bucks to tide me over until I get a job. I think the winner gets $500 dollars. I know one thing; my checking account is bleeding dry. Asking dad for money is a big no way, mom even worse. They’d tell me to move back home. On top of that I can’t expect Aunt Piper to baby me forever.”

Sulking over his predicament he noted a number of incoming customers entering ahead of him. An equal amount of male and female ratio he was already beginning to feel the pressure. “Lotta dudes watching me, I might not even get hard. That would be embarrassing if I was limp the whole time I danced. I’d be laughed off stage. I might need Lacey and Gina to help me out. I’ll just sit back and watch the girls dance and build myself up.” Following in line behind a couple of college girls wearing hot pants and tanks he couldn’t stop staring. Sensing him they looked back and smiled. “Hey! How’s it going?” Sounded high school! “Fuck me!” That was under his breath.

“Hi!” A brunette with a ponytail ventured into friendship. “Are you old enough to get in?”

“Are you? Nineteen!” He pointed with a playful sneer. “Don’t go making me feel like jailbait or I’ll lose my nerve during amateur hour.”

“You’re going on stage?” The second girl, a redhead with small tits but perfect otherwise lifted her eyebrows with interest, her eyes lowering to check him out she puckered. “Looks like he has a big boy in his pants Paula.” The brunette with far larger breasts turned to check him out.

“Are you packing a pair of tube socks?”

“Yeah! I always like to keep my foot warm.” He laughed. Studying his erection as it intensified with confidence, he was grateful for the assist.

“It might actually be a foot long Bambi.”

“Bambi? Really?” Mace flared his eyes with a hint of disbelief. “I’ve never known a Bambi before. Just the Disney Deer! You do have big brown eyes.”

“Whatever! That is not a foot long.” She frowned not exactly feeling offended by his tease. “It keeps growing.” She nibbled her lower lip at the observation deck. DICK!

“Measure me if you want.” He grinned and arched his hips toward them as they moved slowly toward the bouncer checking ID’s. The bearded bouncer Denver manning the front door was already eying Mace, not just in thinking he might be underage but for the fact Denver was gay and always had his eye on talent. Take your time Big Peter! He had this! Big Pete was supposed to be on the clock, more the cock currently, he was blowing the cross dresser assistant manager of Cashanova. LouWanda was a tart.

“Sit with us until you go on. If you’re seriously dancing.”

“Long as I don’t chicken out. First time ever in front of hundreds of people. My foot might struggle to ... keep its sock on.”

“Looks hefty enough right now.” Bambi giggled!

“Only because he’s sniffing at you two hotties.” You go Belmont!

“ID’s!” Denver drew the girl’s attention from Mace. Showing him their drivers licenses the girls got in, both were 23 years old. Moving inside the front door they stood waiting on Mace. His wallet out bulging with cash to tip Gina and Lacey he shared his photo ID with Crimson, Denver’s nickname. “Nineteen my man.” He tried for suave.

“I like you.” Denver grinned in a queer expression. “My man!”

“Thanks ... I think.” He fist bumped Denver just to be cordial then headed inside to hook back up with the Hot Pants Hotties. “The bouncer just hit on me.” He had to laugh.

“Maybe he’ll tip your pecker pouch when you go on stage.” Paula giggled! “I know I will.”

“Wow! Thanks for the vote of confidence. I need it that’s for sure.” Looking around amongst the crowd he noted so many hot girls he was having zero trouble staying hard. At the moment!

“Everyone is here for the bodybuilder.” Paula pointed out. “That’s why there’s so many girls.”

“Dominic? I met him earlier today; he helped me set up some tents for my neighbor’s birthday party on Saturday. Cool guy!”

“You know the Master?” Bambi flared her eyes. “What’s he like with his girl?”

“Kelly? She’s awesome. She obeys every single thing he barks. Dom’s tough that’s for sure. I think I just saw his calmer side today is all.”

“Do you know his sister Serafina?” Paula brought up, “She works next door at the gym. Bambi and I live in the same apartment complex as Sera. She’s amazing! So not like Mister Black in persona. She’s dominating like him but has a sweet side to her.”

“Wait! His sister?” Dots connected! “Was she working out when we came through? Hot pink bikini?”

“She was wearing a pink bikini top when she left home earlier.” Bambi pointed out. “Six foot four? Long blond hair? Muscles like Hersworth?”

“Hersworth?” He squinted uncertain as to why the reference.

“Hemsworth only a woman.” Bambi laughed!

“I bet it was her. She checked me out when I walked through. Her and that big black woman.”

“T’Collar?” Paula chuckled! “Sera’s best friend. Bed bitch now and then too. We live two doors down from Sera and when Tanisha stays over it’s like a catfight on steroids. Bull Tigers in heat!”

“Hilarious! So Serafina is gay?”

“Bi! She likes men too.” Paula related! “Pussy men usually! She’s too dominant to be with a tough guy. You might be on her radar.”

“I don’t think so. I like being in charge.” He rolled his eyes then spotted someone unexpected circulating the men. “Holy crap!”

“What’s wrong?”

“Uhhh? I just saw someone I know from the Horton-Dexter football game last Friday. She kicked my neighbor’s ass with jujitsu or something. Here!” He retrieved his wallet for cash. “Drinks on me! Buy me a Coke, rum optional if you can squeak it by the bartender. I’m gonna go say hi to her. I might even get a lap dance real fast just to tease her. Find you in a few.” Taking his money the girls watched him walk off and agreed that he was pretty darn handsome. The night just got interesting.

Moving in on his target a tiny Korean beauty with a seriously toned athletic build he held back to see if she noticed him. Beguiling men with her perfect smile as much as the amount of skin she revealed in only her very narrow white lace G-string and Yinyang pasties over her nipples, she was definitely smothered by horny guys.

With the congested club nearing capacity, she was rubbed on by more than a few gents come sniffing. Her attention everywhere at once and trying to communicate was tedious, never wanting guys to feel ignored. Just to be cute she peeled off her pasties and planted one each on the foreheads of two men she was into. Marking her territory against the other strippers made perfect sense. Seeing her almost naked Mace was now full on 9.5 and his jeans were becoming painful trying to contend with the pressure. “Fuck she’s hot! I hope she remembers me.” Not even the fact quite a few other dancers walked about naked deviated his gaze.

Edging in he surprisingly rubbed right up on her like the others but found a different tactic to draw her in. Thinking ahead Mace Google translated something on his cell before stepping up on her. Hovering over her shoulder he leaned in closer to whisper what he was reading off of his cell.

“Naneun dangsin-egeseo ttong-eul yeosmeog-il geos-ibnida!”

Reacting to him she turned herself around and realized who he was. Smile glowing, she threw her arms around Mace’s neck and hugged him tightly. Speaking back in her native Korean she said, “Dangsin-ui hangug-eoneun eongmang-ibnida.” Loosely translated it meant “Your Korean sucks.” She gave him the heads up. “Nice to see you again Piper’s nephew. Did she tell you I might be coaching at Horton-Dexter next week?”

“Mace if you forgot my name. Jin, right?”

“Yep!”

“Lap dance before I find Lacey and Gina?”

“You know the Boobsie Twins?” She was taken back.

“Yeah, I met them downtown last week before the Marquette game. They told me I should try out on amateur night. I hope I still have time to sign in.”

“Whoa! You’re the big dick guy they were bragging about?” More laughing but she didn’t want to scare him off.

“That would be me. Slide up on it and find out what they were blushing over? I got cash.”

“Sure! This was going to be my last night, but Carl Manley talked me into keeping the job here part-time. So, I’m game for anything. Let’s sign you up real fast before it gets any later though.” Jin Zellers charmed him and caressed other men to keep their interest. “I’ll be back guys. I go on stage soon ... right after the Russian if there’s time. Get your bank accounts in order.”

Taking Mace by his wrist she lured him away into some breathing space toward the DJ booth. Motioning to DJ Buxom taking over for outgoing DJ Smooth who was ready to end his shift, Jin coaxed the woman wearing only headphones to lean over the booth. Buxom was a very busty deep tanned blonde who was wearing a yellow bikini top but wanted tips, so she tied her top to a microphone. Jin introduced her to Mace. “Becky, this is my friend Mace. Sign him up for Amateur Hour for me. I’m going to go ride his cock for a few songs. Play me Slow Ride by Foghat.” Her way of teasing him.

“Gotcha Squints!” Racist but totally friends, Jin just flipped Becky off laughing. “Mace you say?” She stepped down from her booth with a clipboard. Bending toward him her gorgeous tits were right in his face. Unseen from her booth earlier she wore threaded out denim shorts with her inseam right up between her labia. Mace bulged his eyes at seeing her meaty reveal around the threads. Chewing gum Becky grinned at his stunned look. “Want a piece?”

“What?” He brightened up.

“Gum! You can chew on my juicy fruits later even if you don’t win tonight.”

“She’s just messing with you.” Jin swatted at her. “Don’t scare him off I want him to succeed.”

“So do I!” Becky winked! “Offer stands! Mace as in the medieval weapon?”

“Yeah! The big ball with spikes on a huge handle.” He laughed over it. Close enough in his mind, minus the spikes.

“Ribbed without the condom, I like that. Remains to be seen.” Becky jotted his name down. “Mace what? You gotta stage name to protect your ID?”

“Belmont! I hadn’t thought of a stage name.” He looked at Jin with a perplexed expression. “Any ideas?”

“How about Thud? Rhymes with stud.”

“Funny! What the hell? Thud it is.”

“Your funeral!”

“Not gonna lose!” He chuckled! “How much competition do I have?”

“Four others! All girls though! You have an advantage if you swing that thing like a pro, Thud the Barbarian.”

“Long as you bitches keep me hard, I can hold my own, Miss Lip Sink Battle.” He playfully pointed at Becky’s thighs. Grinning at his swagger Becky nodded and turned to head back up on to her booth platform. Cheeks clear past her pockets Mace smiled, “Just like that!” Cheeky!

“Let’s go, I only have fifteen minutes before I go on. Hopak and her Sugar Dada are cutting into my set as it is.”

“Hopak?” The stage was so congested that Mace couldn’t even see the star attraction with anal hooks up her asshole and her cunt. Big Daddy hung her out to dry on the stripper pole.

“Yeah! Svetlana, she’s a mad Russian. Her bank roll daddy is up there making a fool of himself. Big time lawyer who obviously isn’t worried for his rep.”

“Hold up! Is his last name Hardecker?”

“I think so. Why? You in trouble?”

“I might be if he tells his son Knox, who will go out of his way to tell Aunt Piper. And The McKellens. The twins would want me to dance for them.” Josie too! “I need that cLone Ranger mask. Wait! Why didn’t I tell Becky that name? Ugggh!”

“I’ll fix the name before you go on stage. I think Lacey has that mask ready for you. She swiped Flossy’s nightmask and cut holes in it for you to see through.” Jin drug him toward some private booths cloaked by transparent white curtains. “I was only joking about Slow Ride, the song that is.” She laughed pushing him into a large plush chair for comfort, all around them stark naked dancers were performing sexual acts in some fashion. Mind blown Mace had troubles keeping focus. With the current song ending Jin found it hard to compete with what was coming. A Russian anthem playing she crawled into Mace’s lap straddling him face to face. “First song is going to be hard to dance to just enjoy what I do.”

“You know I will. So, how’s Jolene? You two were friends I recall.”

“She’s great! Probably at the Dojo right now, a few blocks over.” Jin had a sudden inspiration in that moment but kept her thoughts to herself. She knew Jolene had mentioned that if she ever did date a guy, it might be Mace here. “Ugggh! Here she comes!”

“Who?” Mace’s query was answered immediately as Becky rallied the crowd.

“Remaining on stage now that her hooker days are over ... everyone put your dicks up and your hands in the frigid air ... from the highest point of Siberia ... still on stage but welcome again, the Thaw in the Raw ... HOOOOOOOOOPAK!” Basically, a reminder that she was now the club’s biggest female draw.

“Hopak!” Mace winced! “What kind of stage name is...?” THUD! His nickname hit the floor as his gaze found Svetlana Goboldsky unchained by Winslow hit the stage butt ass naked, only wearing her fur cap. “Holy fuck! That’s Tessa’s roommate. I didn’t connect the name until now.” The stage voyeurs were instructed to offer everyone a better show so many of them cleared the way.

“You know Svetty?” Jin battled the anthem to be heard. Nodding at her Mace couldn’t help but look out of their booth right at the stage. The blonde was performing her usual dance routine without the burden of unnecessary clothing. Why strip when you can make more money just blowing their minds. Svetlana was a shrewd businesswoman. But again, it must be rubbing off, pretty much only Jin had any form of coverage and that was now only a G-string.

“Yeah! She’s Tessa Harper’s roommate. My neighbor’s girlfriend. I was right about Hardecker.”

“Winslow? That’s a fucked-up relationship. Nice guy but like fifty. She’s only 25, I think. Pays her to be his mistress. Wish I could find a big money sugar daddy.”

“You do know my family is rich, right?” He chuckled!

“I know Piper is ... your whole family?” She began grinding on his lap just to keep active. With his swollen erection she did enjoy gliding her pussy along its contours.

“My grandpa is a State Senator in Georgia. My parents own a breeding racehorse stable and training facility. Dad was rich even before he inherited the stables. So yeah, I’m loaded when they pass away. I have a trust fund set up but sad to say I can’t access it until I’m 25. Parental rule! They want me to understand life before I have money, so I don’t blow it in places like this. Last I knew it was like ten mill. My sister has the other ten but she’s only 22.”

“Nice! Look me up when you get paid.” She laughed putting her arms about his neck. “Now look at me, not the Russian.” No problem! Planting her 36C’s into his face she molded her cleavage around his cheeks. Inhaling her he actually got away with kissing her sternum. Smiling at his lips upon her flesh she pulled away and hopped up and down on his lap. Reaching in she shared her perky nipples.

His eyes wide he wagged his tongue at her hopefully. “Hurry! I don’t want to get fired for letting you ... what am I saying, we do whatever we want now.” She chuckled! “Flossy got the go ahead to turn this place into a real den of sin. Enjoy rich boy!” Leaning back into him she let him suck on both nipples, her hands coddling his scalp. “Mmm! Don’t tell Piper I let you ... shit!” He was gnawing repeatedly so the sensations were making her ride his lap even harder. Uncaring at the moment she slid her left hand down between her thighs and peeled her G-string aside so that her bare pussy could mold wetly around his tented girth. She heard him mumble over her extra effort. “Fuck, yeah!” Only the two hundredth time hearing that today. She especially liked hearing Jesse Manley tell his father Carl that when she sucked his dick alongside Twyla Parris and the future sous chef Skye. Her clit on fire due to her friction induced slide Jin moaned into his ear. “You owe me big.”

“Wait until after I get off stage.” He laughed lifting his mouth from her left nipple. “How long do we have before you go on?”

“Ten minutes now! Unless you’re talking about your cock.” Thirty seconds of reading her mind she pulled up and let him unzip his pants. A struggle bringing bad boy out she bulged her eyes at his enormous reveal. “GEEZUS! You’re almost as big as Dom.”

“Bitter rival, Baby. Sit on it?” Seeing other girls riding cock he knew it wasn’t any big deal.

Hands moved aside he let her roll her soaked labia right over his foreskin, heat on heat. Whimpering at his hardness she couldn’t resist. Daring her last few hours of her volunteered shift she guided his head up inside her slipping down with a gasp that scalded him in her breath. “HOLY FUCK! I’ve never put anything this big inside me before.” Bullshit! “Don’t hate me!” She rode him viciously in her final words slamming him until his balls grew sensitive.

“Don’t hate me either. Please don’t make me cum. If I do, I might go limp before I go on stage. Do I need a pecker pouch?”

“Yeah! Amateurs do!” She rode hard resisting her quickly rising orgasm. “Dammit!” Stopping cold she sat there on him, palms holding his cheeks to capture his gaze. “We need to finish this later. You up for that?”

“As up as I am right now.” He smirked! “I really didn’t expect you to do this. Are you going to tell Jolene? Aunt Piper?”

“No!” Hearing him mention her bestie Jin lifted off of him and tugged her G-string back into place, “Put that away before I attack it again.” Chuckling he stuffed his beast back inside his jeans and zipped up. “Whew! I can still feel that thing inside me.” Now that was not bullshit! “I always wondered what Dominic might be like in bed but after sitting on you ... I think I prefer smaller.”

Svetty’s next song made her filthy rich as a flood of twenties poured out around her. Hooks removed she now sat with her legs wide along the outer rim of the stage so that her pussy was within nuzzling range. A week ago, what she was getting away with herself would normally get a dancer fired, but the owner Flossy was breaking bank with the Russian. Bad thing was, her other dancers were getting just as bold. Good thing Flossy Taggart had the local Popo on her payroll. Not to mention Watchtower! Bad cops were everywhere in Nashville. Good bad cops that is! Selfish ones taking money to look the other way. Harmless otherwise as long as their lives were meaningful.

“She’s killing it up there.”

“Between Svetty and Dom the place is packed every night. You sure you want to dance here?”

“We’ll find out. If I rake in that much cash, I’m going to want more. Greedy me!”

“Listen! Let’s get you backstage. I need to change outfits and you need to get your pouch.”

“Lacey and Gina back there?”

“Yes! Any other night Gina goes on after my set. Amateur night cuts into all of our stage time. Svetty is doing that now, but I know her, she’ll pay me for lost revenue. Come on!” Crawling from his lap she flared her eyes at the lingering sensation of feeling his abandonment. “Dude! Seriously! I can still feel you in me. It’s crazy!”

“Try doing high kicks after hours.” He chuckled! “Bet I make you bow legged!”

“You’re on!”

“You, first.” He gentlemanly fanned his arm as if saying, “After you.” Leading him into the back room they found not only Lacey and Gina, but the dancers Boots and Sonya. The owner Flossy was there giving them a pep talk over allowing Svetlana to go a few more songs after the debacle she and Hardecker created. Gina seeing Mace jumped up from her seat and palmed Flossy’s mouth. Taking Flossy with her Gina marched over to Mace and offered him a hug.

“You made it! I really thought you wouldn’t.”

“Worth a shot, right?” He rubbed her bare back. Being topless he rather enjoyed her nipples stabbing at his shirt into his chest. “Where does a swinger get a pecker pouch around here?”

“Right here, Honey Child.” A feminine yet male voice stepped up twirling a penis sleeve. “Sock it to ya, Baby Boy.”

“Be nice, LouWanda. Don’t go spooking the kid off.” Flossy yanked Gina away by her hair to examine him. “Welcome back downtown flasher.”

“They flashed me too.” He pointed at Lacey.

“My niece is showing off in public?” Flossy turned to Lacey with a grimace then back at Mace. “You tip her?”

“Tip of my dick.” He laughed, Gina nodding with respect. Maybe the girls did really brag about him. Jin patting his arm faded away to grab her discarded pasties then get changed. Raincheck to those wearing them. “So, how much do you think Svetty just made out there?”

“Usually about five thousand each set.” Boots chimed in. “She’s almost catching up with Dom.”

“I remember you, Boots, right?” She bumped hips with him then purred like a black cat. “Same thing as knockin’ boots?”

“Damn straight!” Flossy waved the stray cat away.

“Give the kid room to breathe.”

“I’m good, Ms. Taggart! So, Dom makes more?”

“I’ve seen him bring in twenty grand a night for three stints on stage. Svetty’s newer but words out how crazy she is.” Sonya added! “Did you see her earlier wearing bondage hooks up both holes? Her man strung her up on the stripper pole. I felt her pain. I’m Sonya, by the way.”

“Me Conan!” He growled! The ladies loved his energy!

“Are you feeling anxious to show off, Mace?” Lacey stepped up to hug him as well. “We’re going to cheer you on.”

“You better tip me too.”

“I know, I will.” LouWanda winked playfully caressing his cheek as Lacey eased away, at least Lacey swatted the head of security’s hand away. “What? I’m supportive.”

“I’ll work with you, Mace.” Lacey took his hand. “You can dance I hope.”

“I was John Travolta in Grease!”

“Oh, lord!”

“I’ll change into my Sandy outfit.” LouWanda giggled! “This Olsson thing?” He fanned a dress on the costume rack next to them. Everyone had a good laugh, even Flossy.

“Song selected with Becky yet?” Boots followed Lacey dragging Mace to an open area to practice.

“Uhhh? No, I talked to her with Jin, but I didn’t even think of a song. Any suggestions?” Lacey began taking off his shirt. “Am I stripping now?”

“You need to get a feel of the pouch on you and having eyes on the prize.” Lacey informed him. “How about the song Born to Hand Jive from the Grease soundtrack?”

“So, I jerk off on stage?” He laughed as Boots stepped behind him to remove his shirt while Lacey knelt to unfasten his pants. In less than a minute Mace was down to his boxers and socks. Sonya joined in removing his shoes so that Lacey could get his jeans off.

“You okay if he does that, Aunt Flossy?” Lacey chuckled!

“Keep it in the pouch. If he worked here maybe. Drop ‘em Junior.” She pointed at his boxers. Shrugging with an overabundance of confidence he gripped his waistband and yanked them to his ankles before standing tall in a blur. His penis wagging it nearly swatted Lacey in the face as she knelt before him. Dead silence filled the back room.

“Now who’s got stage fright?” He chuckled! “Stayin’ Alive from Saturday Night Fever too. Can I do two songs?”

“Pecker that big ... strut your stuff Kid.” Flossy sized him up with a puckered lower lip. “Stayin’ the night! Stayin’ the night!” She and LouWanda danced together. Surprisingly, he felt right at home.

“I’ll go tell Becky Buxum his song selections.” Sonya had to walk away after seeing his enormous cock. Fanning her features she found Flossy telling Jin and Gina to get out there and strut their stuff. Gina following Jin in her Dobok robe teased her by bowing with respect. The girls got along great.

“Break a leg!” Mace yelled at Jin, the Kimono Kid turning and making a midair kick at him. “Just not a nail!” She flipped him off playfully then headed out for her set. Svetty coming off stage with a pillowcase of cash over her shoulder met her on the steps.

“Know Santa! Rub noses!” Svetty leaned in and twitched her nose, making a goofy contact with Jin’s nose before moving on. Her way of saying good luck. Jin just laughed at the Russian wiggling away like a bandit.

“Leave cash instead of coal.” Perfect!

“Next up, People! Let’s give a big ... hand ... yeah that’s it ... for the Korean Cutie herself ... ZenZang!” A play on Yin Yang! Music firing up to a prearranged song selection Jin took to the stage in an array of somersaults showing her limber ability. Being a third-degree black belt she had no troubles getting the crowds attention. Her song choice was of all things Kung Fu Fighting. Ironic but definitely a calling card moment.