Trying to play it cool above the unrelenting belly fluttering, I attract the barman's attention."Glass of Shiraz, please."He nods. Fetches the bottle.... "Small, medium or large?"My brain says large but my mouth thankfully overrides. "Medium." If I have much more I'll likely throw myself at Scott's feet, tear open his fly and suck his cock right here.As the glass fills with burgundy, I glance to my right. Catch his eye, shimmering pearlescent blue irises I could dive into. I flash a smile. "I made. They got to keep all the money they made on stage but had to split the back room money with the club. Zoey learned real fast how to make the most tips on stage. The nastier she got the more the men tipped her. Once on stage she would strip to nothing and spread her legs. The more pussy she showed the more money they would throw at her. One guy loved to stuff money in her cunt. She would let them lick her and touch her all they wanted. She loved to spread her legs and show her clit and fuck. Glancing in the rearview mirror, he smiled at the woman in the back seat."He is very pleased Miss Gabby," he said, returning his attention to the road. "Been bragging about his 'little girl' all week." Lifting an eyebrow, she couldn't help but be amused at being called anyone's 'little girl.' Just like her uncle, though.Growing up in the mob has its privileges, doors opened for you, the best colleges falling over each other to take you as a student. It shocked the family when she refused their. "We both laughed at being taken in by the shopkeeper in the artsy section of New York's Capital."I'm Bailey and I can say you fill out and flatter that bikini quite well. I'm sure we have a lot of guys staring at us right now. Except for the hair, we could be sisters, but my red hair is not my natural." Thanks, my name is Lucy and if my Mom knew how much I paid for this, or even knew I had it, I would be in trouble." You have to answer to your Mom? How old are you?" Bailey asked tipping her.