"Number 4" a voice announces over the microphone.A young girl gets up from the table next to me, and gets on stage. She is dressed in street clothes. ...he is nervous. The music starts. She is getting undressed! Ooh. Auditions. But she is not very good. I can do better than that. She gets down to bra and panties, and she is shaking. Real nervous. She takes her bra off, but can't drop her arms to show her tits. The music stops and she grabs her clothes. My date is the only one that applauds her.. As soon as word got out that anybody who remained a member of the People’s Army would be excommunicated, we would have a large number of resignations. That did not bother me because I could see a normal progression of events.Any woman who left the Army would lose her source of free tampons. She would try to buy them from one of the civilian sources, but that would not last long because the shops who bought tampons from us, the only source, would be ordered by the Church to stop doing business. You’d have to pay for it, but we could be alone. Would you like that?”Charlie nodded.“Good,” Sara said. “Come with me.”She took his hand and led him around the bar to a locked door. He felt like everyone was watching and his hard-on was sticking out like a sore thumb. Sara punched in a code on a keypad and unlocked the door. They walked down a short hall and then through another door into a small room. There was a pole in the center and a couple of banquettes against the walls.“Have a seat,. " With that I let go of her chin and pointedly ignored her.Jamie said, "Yes, Sir," and did as instructed by starting with the tea. She then rose in a beautiful fluid motion and quickly moved off to my room, those heels clicking with each step and her hips swaying enticingly. She returned a moment later with the bag and dropped gracefully to her knees beside me and offered it to me almost ceremoniously. I took the bag and indicated for her to finish making our tea.This time she was much more.