More cheering and encouragement. I was getting really hot now and playfully tossed the top at Emily. More whistling as my red lacy bra and cleavage we...re in full view for everyone to enjoy. I kept moving in sync with the music. I was mentally recalling as many of the seductive moves I could from past strip club visits and recreating them. My hands unclasped my belt and I let it fall down around my heels. I walked to the edge of the circle, close to the guests, playfully showcasing my body up. Her girlfriends had been coming with us to the lake for many years and I knew these girls very well. I had been noticing how these girls had started to get "hot" over the last few summers and enjoyed having them on the boat . They would strip down to thier little bikinis and lay around in the sun, swim and play in the water. Being the only guy around, I felt like a king with a little harem.One of my favorite "views" was when the girls would lay on the sundeck of the boat and cover their. " Yeah, and end up in juvenile prison, like that's better than here!" saidDale bitterly."It might be for me," sniffed Ashley a little worn down by Dale's logic,but unwilling to abandon his resolve to flee now."Without a plan we'll at best just be sent back here man," Dale said inwhat he hoped was a tone of quiet cold common sense. "We're 'Scheme'kids, nobody cares about us." Well I'm going," said Ashley, biting his lipsticked lips a littlepetulantly, and hitching up those stupid skirts up. Always the lone gunman or some kind of bomber. Then one night, a sub boss showed up. He looked normal, but was watching us deal with another zombie. He didn't see me. I was the normal big-busted waitress. I also had changed my look enough to make myself unrecognizable. They didn't have a clue how their bombers and zombies were being caught. We even got some of the locals, looking to try to put us out of business. Because we were dealing with the troubles, we had a real good rep. In.