"Rita, you're here."The buxom red-head ran up and Kay a hug. "I couldn't stay away. This is where the action is." But I thought you were teaching the ...adies and priestesses English?" You remember those American tourists that the locals dragged in?"Kay nodded. "She was immune, and quite scared, after being kidnapped." Well, after she calmed down, and we brought her up to speed, on what was going on, she was more cooperative."It turns out she teaches English as a second language in El Paso. She. $5 a song. I gave her $40 for 8 songs. She proceeded to grind her ass into my crotch. And she was very touchy-feely. She grabbed my cock and was rubbing it through my pants. She lowered her top and let me look at her boobs. They were awesome. I think B cups, natural, and she had puffy large nipples. I asked if she could drop her panties, and she whispered ‘you have to buy a private dance for that.’ After the half hour of bliss, the songs were over, and I asked about the private dance. I paid. Long slim legs under her mostly tight cut skirts, almost every day black nylon stockings and elegant shoes usually with high heels, you could hear them on the floor with every step - very different from the women of her age I knew from my sleepy home village. On the third day of my education, I got a call from Mrs. Miller. „Mr. Greenwood, would you please come to my office? I got a technical problem and need a young man with some technical understanding. “Of course Mrs. Miller, I am on my way. Once he had introduced the women to Paul, Drew led the older woman away to meet someone, but she turned back to Paul and whispered as she was whisked away. “I’ll come back to find you later; trust me,” she said with a wink. “Don’t mind her; she’s just a flirt,” warned the younger girl. “She’s my Aunt Tanya.” Paul led the younger girl, whose name was Shelinda, to the bar and obtained drinks for them. Then they retreated to a sofa in an unoccupied corner of the large entertaining room. He could.