A few more dancers danced on center stage and every now and than I would look over and I would catch that one particular dancer looking my way smiling... and staring at me. Finally, about a ½ hour later, she walked toward me. This would be a good time to describe her. She’s Latina , about 5’8” with heels, long shiny black hair, brown eyes, curvy body (not big and not skinny) and a nice ass. She has what I call a J-Lo ass. When she got to me she smiled and just sat down onto my. Montague Farm is Base Number Five. The island is Base Number Six. Chuck’s is Base Number Seven. Kendall’s is Base Number Eight. And Shirl’s is Base Number Nine.”“I didn’t realize we have that many base radios. I’m glad you came up with that idea. I like things to be neat and orderly.”“I’m sure our girls and Charlie will love calling Unit Numbers now, like the Police radios on TV.”“TV? You’re saying TV, too?”“Bailey and Shelly informed me that the word television is on its way out.”“I doubt. Just a few minutes later, Mandi stepped onto the stage, her shoulders held back proudly, her perfectly toned body quivering in anticipation. She’d hurriedly gotten dressed, but she could still smell Starla’s juices on her mouth, and planned to get close enough to the patrons that they would be able to smell it too.No matter how many times she did this, no matter how many packed-out crowds she exposed herself to, it was always new.It was always perfect.She still remembered that first night. It. At that point the pilot announced it was time to return the seats to the upright position, and Lisa scampered across the aisle and buckled up for the landing. Five minutes later they greased in for a perfect landing and the jet taxied over to the private aviation terminal. A limousine was waiting for them.As they were leaving, the pilot asked, “Any idea on your schedule, sir? We understand we are with you for the week, but Sacramento was just the first stop.”“Correct, Captain. I have business.
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