I couldn’t think. I couldn’t move. My own little girl was on stage, half naked and about to have sex with another girl. My mind exploded with a th...ousand thoughts all at once. How long has she been doing this? Is she a lesbian? Is she hurting for money? Does she like doing this? How the hell do I get out of here with attracting her attention? The room was mostly shadows but it was small and if I stood up she surely would see me. Plus there were some lights on the surrounding walls and the stage. As I pin your right wrist to the soft mattress, I run my free hand down your body towards your panty line. Slowly my fingers trace the panties outline, teasing you with their soft and gentle touch. I smile as my fingers dive beneath the fabric, gently tracing their way to your lovely opening. But once again I deny you the pleasure you so desperately carve. My hand moves back up your body stroking and squeezing your hard nipples. I kiss your neck, nibbling and caressing it as I make my way to. One of the people I met was a person that I'd already known. There was a family from my home town, the Ens family.They only lived a mile away from me. I'd known him and his sisters and brothers since I was able to walk. The funny thing was that I'd never really taken a serious look at him. He was the youngest of the Ens kids. Strangely enough, we'd gone through school together and had probably gotten to the college at about the same time but we'd never spoken to each other.His family had a. Unfortunately, I was the only member of my family. I was doing few odd jobs like a petrol bunk assistant, waitress and sales girl to run the livelihood. I so wanted to live a comfortable life as I did not want to end my life doing daily chores and daily wage jobs. I even had thoughts of applying for call girl positions but persuaded myself not to do that. I also had multiple debts for which I had to pay the installment every month. It was really tough. One day when I was waiting on a table in a.