Kara had started ballet-dancing at a very young age, and she had joined one of the most prestigious schools in the country when she had turned 16. Thi... school had produced some of the most succesful dancers in the world, with many alumni now dancing in Moscow and St. Petersburg, but also all over the globe. Of course, no one ever spoke about those who had failed to excel within the harsh environment of this school, the failures who had been broken by the teachers and could consider themselves. . well maybe, I will just have to look at something else,” as his eyes stared at my breasts. My breasts were pushing against the T-shirt; I knew the banter had excited me a little and I could feel my nipples starting to harden. Since I wasn’t wearing a bra, John could see this development clearly.There was a knock on the door and Kim and Ron walked in. Kim lived on the same floor as me, so they were already dressed for the game. Kim, the brunette, stood tall. Her legs were beautiful, and. She hadn’t bothered with stockings as it was quite warm there. The men at the club were certainly taking an interest in her exhibitionistic displays. I could tell she was getting more and more d***k when she started saying things like ‘Look at them, their eyes following me like little puppy dogs. Oh I do love it!’ Then she shocked me when she sat down on the bench seat of our booth and lifted her foot up on the seat, pretending to adjust her shoe. Lots of guys must have got a good. Barely able to stand my bruised and aching tits heaved as I tried to get some air into my lungs while my silky hair matted to my face. I could imagine my make-up destroyed by the sweat, tears and God knows what else.I could feel myself tearing up again as she looked over to me sneering, “How are doing over there sweetie, you did realise this was a beauty pageant didn’t you, ‘cos even by your standards you’re looking pretty rough” she asked with mock concern.Despite my condition her insults.