Undoing it, she yanked my pants down a few inches and reached out to stroke my hard cock through my boxer-briefs."Stand up,she whispered hoarsely, wit... a wicked grin. "I want to taste you, too." I stood up and she undressed me completely, then she lay back on the floor and pulled me down so I was kneeling next to her, with her hand wrapped around my cock, slowly stroking me. My hands were on her again, my left hand sliding down over her stomach, my fingers lightly trailing over her skin, my. I'm counting on you. Now go out there and bring the house down."He felt himself tense up and begin to panic. He was afraid he mightcry. He didn't want to do it. He didn't want to try out. He didn't wantall these people seeing him in his smooth legs dressed like this. Hedidn't want to be a laughing stock with his life over. He just wantedto go home. His bottom lip trembled, his eyes swelled up. He lookedplaintatively, desperately, at his mom. She saw his fear. But her lookwas resolute. He knew. He asked if I wanted a drink and I nodded as he held some kind of mix drink which was strong and went straight to me head. I sat down across from the guys and my finger mister said "We wanted to know if you would do a private dance for us, and if you go all the way, well this is yours." Holding up 5 one hundred bills. Maybe if we didn't need the money, or if I wasn't so fucking horny I wouldn't of done it, but with tips and that other hundred I would be close to 700 bucks for the night. Fuck I. . her dark red hair partly falling over her face to hide it.The man ran his fingers slowly through is short brown hair before pressing the button for the 24th floor. He leaned against the wall adjacent from her and shoved his hands into his pockets, quietly watching her from the corner of his eye.They stood in an uncomfortable silence... the only sound is the humming of the elevator as it smoothly climbed it's way up the tall building.Suddenly, a loud screeching noise is heard, accompanied with.