Turtle carefully stashed his kill in the crotch of a tree out of reach of most scavengers before he went looking for Joe. Turtle was no more than 50 y...ards from the camp when he met Joe, also returning with a kill.Turtle told Joe what had happened, and they planned how they were going to rescue Ed. Joe stashed his kill alongside Turtle's—food was too important to waste! Turtle was all for rushing the three Indians immediately, but Joe asked him to hold off until Joe had a chance to look at the. She defined the lines of his shoulders more than anything, blending in his muscles. His waist tapered down, her sketch lines softer. Next, his freckles, and then eventually a quick gesture of his messy hair. "Time!" He changed poses. This time facing her directly. A deep blush colored her cheeks as the heat of her infatuation spread down between her legs. It took everything to just bite her bottom lip and not moan. A man never had such a direct affect on her. The bare intensity of her stare. There was a large open area used as the men's or women's dressing room with small private rooms for the "featured" dancer. Some of those girls are real "Prima Donnas'" and require their own rooms."Featured Dancers" are the headliners that month. They are usually up and coming dancers who are very attractive as well as talented. They work the "circuit" consisting of all the big cities and the best clubs. Some might rate their looks as perfect 10's, but I put them closer to an 11. These "girls". He had me pose behind a desk, lifting my skirt to show my stocking tops, chewing a pencil and so on.He then asked if I would take off my jacket and skirt I removed the jacket and skirt and slowly lifted my blouse, I had not put a bra on due to the marks they leave and so was just standing there in my stockings and knickers.He then asked me to pose and move around his office and then snapped away as I paraded around the place.Next he wanted me in different stockings so I showed him what I had.