She was around 5 ft 3 height and her figure was just awesome so awesome oh my god. Her colour was that of a typical Indian Caucasian brown and her hai...s were little curly and straight. She wore a saree a black one which was completely transparent and was her black blouse so transparent that I could straight away look at her white bra. Her figure must have been 36 34 38. Her boobs were so in shape as if it was curved very delicately by a sculptor and so was her ass. She wasn’t slim or too fat. I was still worried about my daughters interest in videos. She wanted to be a porn star so badly, that she had been allowing her dates and some of her customers to film their sex sessions, then posting them on various web sites across the internet. She currently had about 12 films that were making the rounds and had drawn a huge following of fans. Three of the films were of her being gangbanged by a large number of fraternity guys and the others were various videos of her with individual. But it’s enough to live on, enough to buy take-out and apparently the occasional egg, and I get the added bonus of knowing I’m making the world a slightly better place.Not that Marty’s strip club could be a much worse place.So yeah. Finding Marty suddenly short-changing me, that took me by surprise. I knew that tomorrow, I’d have to kick his ass for it, but I didn’t much feel like trekking back over town to deal with it tonight, and I didn’t want to go to sleep angry.Back when I thought I was. Me. Erica. Erica Davenport. Come. Please. Help!" Where are you, Ms. D?" Home. Please. Come. Need you... Need you to scratch." OK, Ms. D. Just try and stay calm. I'll be right over." Stay calm. Stay calm." she repeated into the phone. She tittered hysterically. How could she stay calm? She had an itch! She collapsed to the thick shag carpet and squirmed about, rubbing her naked back against the carpet. It didn't help.She didn't know how long she was writhing there on the carpet. At some point.