’ ‘And what were you trained for?’ she wanted to know. ‘Shakespeare,’ I replied. ‘An actor?’ she asked. ‘Four years at the National In...stitute of Dramatic Arts. Mel Gibson went there, you know,’ I explained. ‘I bet he was never a shopping centre Santa,’ she teased me. ‘All right,’ I replied. ‘Don’t rub it in.’ ‘I take it that it doesn’t pay too well?’ she questioned me. ‘No. But I have another job at nights,’ I told her. ‘I’m a stripper. Tonight’s my night off.’ ‘A stripper? I’d like to see. One was the Golden Mug, which the college faculty and town officials frequented. The other bar was O’Brien’s Pub the more affluent students took over as their own.The bartender and owner at the Golden Mug, where the faculty and town officials hung out, said there would be no problem if Jenny worked his bar. He told us the faculty members were getting very skittish concerning sexual harassment suits and, in some cases, blackmail by young college girls who came on to them. A good-looking. Her leg was spread apart from where we’d been sleeping and touching each other’s leg with our own. I quietly slipped out of bed and got back in and positioned myself in between Lacey outstretched legs. I gently kissed her vagina while I spread the lips to her vagina apart. I started to suck on her clit. Even though she was still asleep her clit started fill with blood. As my tongue darted in and out and across her clit she began to stir slightly and I heard a soft low moan. I continued my. We walked into the changing room and went to the last row of lockers in the far back. I was always shy about changing in front of others because of my breasts size but I was comfortable about changing in front of Sara since I had the hots for her. I started to undo the front of my uniform, once it was unbutton I undid my skirt and let I fall to the ground. I undid everything with such slowness hoping Sara would look over and couldn’t help but want to touch me. I was lost in my own fantasy that.