The beautiful wouldn't praise her modest good looks. Trying to be around them had only increased her hunger.Sally would return from parties devastated...at her failure to achieve sufficient praise. Out of five hundred people there, only a handful would even notice her. Maybe one or two people would compliment her for some reason or another. It was never enough. She wanted everyone to turn and applaud her entrance. She wanted the men to be overwhelmed by her beauty, intelligence, and wit. The. When Kristine returned with our drinks, I was flanked by two hot strippers wearing only thongs. Kristine served the drinks, asked if I wanted to keep my tab running (I said sure), and I tipped her another $10. While I had out my roll of cash, I leaned over to Donna and whispered into her ear that I enjoyed her "special dance" and the peek that she had given me as I slipped a $20 into her g-string. She pressed her bare tits into me, and gave me a big kiss and told me that I was going to get a. And anyway, I had decided to enjoy it, these guys were fab (my favourite word at the time!) and this was as good as it gets… John pushed my skirt and panty down and started to finger me. I was hot and exited alright and he talked about it and then suddenly, he bent down and started licking my ass and my pussy from behind. I hadn’t expected this; in fact, I didn’t know this was something you “could” do. It was incredible and made me feel explosions on the inside of me. John licked and fingered. As she collected shells I found myself wanting men to look at her body and the stab of jealousy when they did, was surpassed by the thrill of them finding her as sexy as I did. I noticed several men followed her tiny, skimpily clad body with their eyes. Her eyes too, had a furtiveness that I had not seen before. I suddenly realized it was the first time in her life she had seen so many barely clad white males. Her eyes were hopping intriguingly from one to another, hoping none of them would.