Two months came and went and Joan-e and David did not perform. Four months passed, and then six.Finally after almost a year, Joan-e approached the clu... management with a proposition for a one-girl show. Well, it wasn’t one girl. It was Joan-e and twenty-three men. She called it “23 and Me.”The Club received no cash and didn’t directly handle the betting, so it was on the gray side of legal– which a lot of activity at the club also was. The setup was this. Twenty-three men each bet $25.00 that. I said Greg, let me get this straight, for the rest of the year, you use these pictures to take these girls to bed? He said forget the rest of the year, in some cases it can go on a lifetime.When I asked him what he meant, to my surprise he told me that 3 different cheerleaders from his days at High school were still virtual slaves to him whenever he wanted it. Since this was a night of confessions, Greg to me who the 3 were, and I couldn't believe it. One had gone on to become a contestant in. I confessed my love of stockings and waspies, which led to me suggesting to Melanie that she model her blue waspy for us. She agreed and headed off for the bedroom, returning a few minutes later clad in the waspy and four-inch spike heels. Jake and I asked her to walk around the living room a few times so that we could admire the view, which was magnificent! The waspy was blue with black fringes trimming the edges. The sides were cut high above the hips and there was nothing but a thong at the. And as for that pale, pale cock and those fat red balls well, Phil’s cock liked what it saw and soon rose up to its full ten inches. And he hadn’t even got done with taking in the dark haired dude yet. He had a massive bush of the kind that you just knew was full of heavenly man-scent and his dark cock and balls contrasted with his strong, pale thighs. They too were covered in a jungle of dark fur and Phil’s hands itched to stroke up those tree trunks of masculine power. The guys walked past,.