That cheer gave me courage, I moved, swayed. And finally danced. I twirled the cloak, flashing my tits, teasing, then untied it, and dropped it to the...floor, my nipples were hard in the cup-less bra. I had great tits I knew, and now everyone in the club knew it too. I turned my back on the punters, bent over, grabbing my ankles, keeping my legs straight. They loved it, I kept myself fit. Was flexible. I stayed holding my ankle, held the position, then with one hand, reached up, and unclipped. Fucking small town bullshit, where everyone knows everything 20 seconds after it happens. I couldn’t even respond, I just stared.“She said she saw you two...” she hesitated, “...Holding hands...”Fucking busted. It was so late, who the hell was up and saw us? My blood turned to ice. I’d had thoughts about coming out to my mom, but not like this.“W-What?” was all I could stammer out.My mom looked at me with a strict intensity I couldn’t recall ever seeing.“Are you...” she struggled to say the. Her name is Kani (Name changed) she is just 18years, doing BHMS. Her stats is 30C 30 32, her ass is fucking awesome; who ever see her ass will like to lick & fuck her ass. Even I too, many times I had masturbated thinking of her ass. Her ass looks sexy when she wears leggings. She is very close to me. She scored marks little less so she couldn’t get any college in hometown. She used to stay in hostel, she returned home when she got one week leave. I was surprised when she returned home.Me: Hey. While tourists were mostly male, on Friday nights there was a male professional revue and anywhere from ten to thirty percent of the tourist crowd might be women, usually in groups. That was one of the reasons Amy wanted us to come with her on a Friday night, the more women tourists that were there, the more the scene resembled a wild party and not a typical, strip club. Amy pointed out that it was always the women tourists that caused the bouncers the most trouble. She theorized that men had.