Then again for the second time that night and like many other instances in my life, my dick over powered my brain. I grabbed her waist, pulled her clo...se and kissed her with my hands squeezing her ass. She barely resisted. In fact she put her hands around me and we had like an intense make out session. I moved her on top of me with one hand in her underpants squeezing her smooth soft ass and the other one under her bra pinching her nipples.I pulled up her top and bra and showed my face between. I got on my hands and knees inches from the edge of the stage and let guys rub my pussy and ass ; not knowing who they were. Then I would flip over ; legs spread wide and let them come up to give me money. Then back to spreading my pussy lips open showing all my private area for easy access. When the 3 songs were over I returned to the table to relax and get a shot of vodka. The manager came over and said " Robin , you were great . Think about it , I could use you here anytime . You passed the. Help yourself.’ I said as I bowed and waved towards the table. Kathryn didn’t tie her robe, letting it hang straight down as she walked to the table. We had barely sat down when the bathroom door opened. ‘Good Morning sweetheart’, I said with a smile. ‘Good Morning’, she said flatly with a weak smile. Her bathrobe was drawn tight against her, crossing just below her neck. It was a stark contrast to Kathryn’s, whose robe had opened as she said down giving a wonderful view of her left breast. I. No she must be Lenore, a'senior' sissy.We walk up and curtsy, but she does not seem impressed. Her expensive,and well tailored skirt suit is in stark contrast to our skimpy blousesand short skirts. With her tied back black hair, and stern expressionshe looks more like a school mistress than a sissy or a supervisor."Right," She snaps, holding out a clip board, "Which one of you sluts isDiane?" Me Mistress Lenore," Diane simpers with a curtsy, walking up andcurtseying before her,"Hmm... well take.