”I giggled, nodding my head. The right stripper name. Of course. I was Georgia. That wasn't a good one. What should I choose? I quivered, my large b...easts rising and falling in the low-cut, schoolgirls' blouse I wore tied beneath my tits. I had dressed for success to attend the stripper presentation on career day. My tartan skirt was so short it barely covered the g-string panties I wore. I had my legs crossed, the white, knee-high socks hugging my calves. I was glad I got here early. The room. She laughed and wished she could be there. She watched the girls as I got helped her get the camera (laptop) in the right position.While waiting I decide to have some fun with the girls and soon had my tongue in the girls asshole while the Fiance’ was licking her clit and sucking her lips. I really wanted a taste from that freshly shave cunt but would have to wait. The girl was busily lapping away on the pussy in her face. My Lady Friend was watching on camera with her shorts down rubbing her. ”MICHELLE, ” I yelled.”Just joking mom, ” Michelle replied hugging and kissing my cheek. ”Do I smell better now?” she asked laughing.I told her I was sorry and handed her the keys to the Camaro as I told her to get the old girl out of the garage. Michelle grabbed her overnight bag as we went to the garage. I watched as she carefully backed that car from the garage revving the engine as she did.I opened the passenger door and got in as she looked at me strangely. I smiled as I told to take the. This particular article caught my eye. It says that every year for the past five years, six young women from rural southern Mexican villages have disappeared in the week before Halloween. All of the women were between eighteen and twenty years of age and all had talked about going north to Estados Unidos to get jobs as maids. They were never seen or heard from again.”She slammed the paper back down and said, “My sources say that the girls end up being sold as sex slaves... or worse. It’s Marvin.