"Seriously," Eric answered, "and I have a twelve hour hall pass to use however I want." Well then," Alexis drawled with a seductive Aussie accent. "If...you play your cards right then, maybe you'll be able to use me however you want."With that statement hanging in the air, she twirled away back to her pole to begin her set while Eric contemplated all of the possibilities which it might imply. It quickly became apparent that Alexis was the club's featured dancer. The crowd grew quickly around. In one small movement I pull her onto my lap facing me as she looks to the back of her skirt to make sure it's covering her ass.I run my hand up her thigh and under her short skirt, my fingers trailing over her already wet lips. Her moist juice dampens my fingers as I circle her clit making it throb. I feel her wet lips against my cock through my jeans the warm moisture driving me wild."You're so wet for me already, Caitlin," I gasp as I spread her sweet pink pussy lips making the softest wet. What was an extra five or ten minutes if he was going to strip her anyway? But it mattered because she worried it made her look sluttish, and that was the last thing she was.?Have you ever attended any other demonstrations?? he asked.She tried to think what the best answer was, but the strain on her fingers and toes, her arms, her fear, made it difficult. She had, but she didn’t think she should admit it.?Yes, sir,? she said. What else could she do??Really?? He was closer to her now, on her. I - I guess so." I breathed out. I put my hands down clasping mythighs."Sure" Said William. "First, call me Billy." And he sat there smiling atme in a thirty-fiveish sort of way."Ok, Billy." I showed him, and I tried to smile, but I was blushing in aterrible way. I managed to sway a little to ease my own tension. "Whatclothes did she leave?" "Some kind of dress and some other stuff. Some lingerie, I suppose. Idon't do drag, much, except occasionally some makeup. Wait. Can I touchyou? You don't.