I kept half an ear to these conversations, but mostly my mind was focused on the various dancers who were plying their trade, rising and falling, gyra...ting and showing their wares as they used the various poles and stages to entertain and persuade the patrons to buy that extra bottle or shell-out for a private dance.The women came in all shapes and sizes. Some young, some pushing or past thirty. Some white, some Latina and some very pretty black girls. Some petite and flat-chested, pretty faces. They meet an attractive black man and both women decide to have a threesome with him. Next morning during breakfast one of the women asks the man his name. He replies, “My name is Snow”. The other woman starts laughing. Confused, Snow asks, “What’s so funny?” which the woman replies, “There is no fucking way our husbands are going to believe we had ten inches of snow in the Caribbean!”Nina laughed for a few seconds then said, “Your wife told me you know that I worked as a prostitute in Kyiv.. Of course once Sally shivered wildly then suddenly went limp, he knew it was time to pull Rachel’s hands away from the woman’s throat. As far as Rachel was concerned Sunday night had not been so bad, until Sally regained consciousness. She had a happy evil smile a mile wide. “That was great baby slut, but you went too far, baby has been a bad girl, and now you need to be punished.” Rachel looked worried, the energy from her anger spent. “I hope you enjoyed hurting me, because now mommy and. ” She shot a look at her step-father to see how he would react to her statement.Two things happened at once, my mind blurred with doubt, but my cock reacted immediately. I’d just been propositioned by a hot, leggy, sixteen-year-old blonde and my body went on full alert. I looked at my best friend and saw intrigue mixed with caution. It was apparent the girls had discussed this and had settled on a course of action, now it was up to me and Zac. The only way to settle what to do was directly;.