Walkingover to her, stroking my boner as I went, I helped Julie up to her knees.She brought her hand down and stroked my cock as she kissed it tenderl....The water poured off her back and shoulders and my hard cock remainedinches from her smiling face as she continued to stroke me, looking at it.Then she shoved it eagerly into her mouth, as much as she could take insideall at once. I groaned as her warmth engulfed me. I placed my hand on herwet hair, watching her lips glide up and down my. Than her late teens.We chatted briefly and I asked her if she worked anywhere."I’m a waitress at a club,” she replied.“Which club?” I pressed.“Baby Dolls,” she replied, “It’s a strip club.”I knew Baby Dolls. I had been a frequent visitor and gone broke tipping dancers. It was a laid back strip club with some really nice looking strippers.“Waitress,” I repeated, making sure that I understood her.“Waitress,” she repeated. “I haven’t worked up the gumption to be a stripper. Besides, I don’t have a. ” He sits me on the table, checks me out asking questions then stops, and looks at me. “George did you know that you have some unused muscle mass?” I shake my head no. “I want to put you on a diet and work with you in the weight room in the mornings before school where I also work with the wrestling team.”“Sure,” I say.At lunch, I sit down with Gina as we start eating our sack lunch and wait for Sam and Ericka. When Sam and Ericka arrive with their trays, they are not alone. Three other guys. I left before she woke up.”“Did you ever see her again?”“Once or twice around campus, but she didn’t recognize me, and I didn’t press the issue. I guess she didn’t remember that night at all.”“But that’s so ... sad,” Kofe muttered as she rested her chin on his head. “It was awkward and embarrassing, you didn’t really have any fun. It’s not a cherished memory, it took you a minute to even remember what happened.”“It’s a pretty typical story,” Miller said as he felt her arms tighten around him,.