.. especially if the night included a short trip to the beach, as many did.So yeah, enough about clothes. The gang was coming over about an hour early...to help set up.And it was two hours until they would be coming.Brooke and I had just returned from the grocery store, having bought everything possibly necessary for a Fourth of July bash. Chips, pretzels (yes, pretzels), sodas, and even a few drinks. My parents still knew that Rachel and I didn't drink, but that we needed it for everyone else. You make me feel really good." Really?" Yeah..." Jennifer simply nuzzled up to Andrew, laying her head againsthis chest. They were different, and she liked that. Andrew was so talland broad, and muscular too. But he had such a cute smile, and his laughwas infectious. She loved his sense of humor and adventure."There's a way you can make me feel better." How?"Andrew looked down to his crotch. Tentatively, Jennifer moved her headtowards it, her hands reaching out for it exploratorily and her. He tightened his grip around my waist as I threaded my fingers through the back of his hair. I felt James’s arms loosen and I was afraid of letting this moment end. I latched onto his hair not wanting to end the kiss. He continued to kiss me fumbling with the door behind him. He stopped the kiss only for a moment to sit in the back seat and pull me forward on top of him. I let out a small squeal as his arms wrapped back around me and pulled me down with him. Our lips were locked again. I pulled. I rolled around some and worked the pole for a few seconds before the song ended me hanging upside down from the pole. I gathered my tips mentally adding them and got my clothing and walked off the stage. I put the thong back on and the shirt, and walked around to the floor passing a few horn dogs along the way to Mr. Money. I asked if he’d like a lap dance and he said sure, and I made my way to a semi private booth designed for lap dancing, and explained the price of a lap dance and began.