.. together?" Well, yes, that's what I was thinking." said Valerie."But you're not finished with this painting are you?" asked Megan."No, but I can wo...k on several paintings at the same time. That's no real problem." Oh." Megan appeared to be thinking. "What kind of painting?" Oh... well... maybe something like 'The Love Of Souls', by the Belgian painter Jean Delville. Here, I think I have a picture of it in this book." She went to a shelf and pulled down a thick book that was full of pictures. " You just wait you little fraud, your day will come and I will be rightthere to enjoy it to the fullest!" You know Kristen, I bet you would be a great maid at one of the localhotels. You could do all sorts of cleaning for the out of town boys whenthey come in!" Her jaw dropped wide open as I sat there with perked upsmile. "Don't you ever refer to me as a girl who does those kinds ofthings! How dare you compare me to a call girl like that!" "Yea, I betyou could do some of your best work on. Now THAT got my attention!In case you don't know the etiquette, a guy comes into these stripper-bars, orders a drink and pays for it, then lays down a dollar or two in front of him on the stage. The stripper will then circulate, stopping in front of each patron who has left money on the stage, and wave her pussy in his face to the time of the music. He gets a good show, and she gets a nice tip.This guy had just left a big tip, and hadn't even had the show. Well, he HAD watched the girl bump and. I'd watched them dressing in their tight black corsets, flimsy black bras and sat quietly as they picked out identical black panties, mums from her suitcase and Sarah's from her drawer, they'd giggled at the look on my face as I shook my head in amazement."I don't suppose you were anywhere near each other when you bought them, were you?" Uh, uh" they chorused,"Glasgow and London?" Yup" came from Sarah,"How did you guess?" from mum,Their freshly shaven mounds were brushed with my breath as I.