Nobody seemed to mind.I was taking a tray of drinks over to one of the tables when Chantelle called me over with an unusually worried look on her face...."Babe, it seems that the other stripper has buggered off, he sent a note down with his cowboy mate, he said he didn’t feel too good.” She took a deep drag of the cigarette she was smoking from a long holder. “I think he lost his bottle, don’t think he knew what he was letting himself in for here, I keep telling Jim not to use outsiders. Won’t. Hattie arrived late and blamed it on ‘the foreign taxi driver and the fucking cyclists.’ She made a racist comment to Foxxxy, sat on the stool, and we began the interview.”“And then what?”“My girlfriend works in pharma. She travels the world and looks at the properties of exotic herbs and plants. They found a scrub in the Amazon which a tribe uses to increase the libido and she isolated the magic ingredient. We had a greenhouse of this stuff growing and our plants are genetically modified to be. It didn’t feel like I’d been at it very long before those delicious tremors had her big body shivering in paroxysms of ecstasy. The next button opened, the undersides of those jam-packed bra cups a feast for my hungry eyes.“Jesus, that tongue of yours is something, and long too,” Brooke said as shifted forward and got up from the bed. She peeled off her skirt and tossed it aside. Her wide hips and full curvy backside made me want to drool, her big bum cheeks looking like two beach balls ready. Many of these ‘dances’ resulted in some of the girls being snuck off to a room somewhere, where the men kissed and fondled them. The hospital staff turned a blind eye to these occurrences as the families of the girls actually sanctioned it. In fact, many of the men were dates arranged by the families to marry off the girls after they were ‘cured.' Her parents had already tried sending two different men for her, but she had managed to discourage them both, while at the same time making it seem.