"Crap, this is so stupid. I was fucking jealous." Jealous?" she asked incredulously. "He's my uncle. I never slept with him!"I laughed and the tears e...caped my control. "Not that." I was on the razor's edge of hysteria. I took two gulping breaths to pull myself back from that edge, and then barely more in control said, "I never had any family that loved me like that. Never. It just hit me all at once and it's really fucking stupid." It came out angry and bitter.Gretchen spun me around and I. "Then the third song you take it all off and show off the goods, roll around on the stage, show off your pussy's, you know get the guys wanting more, then the business starts," he added. "Once the guys see what you have to offer, they'll either want a lap dance or they'll want to take you into the VIP room, that's where the fun is," Alfred said."What's a lap dance?" Olivia asked."You'll see when you go out there, but I suspect that you'll spend most of your time in the VIP room. Lap dances on. I was blown away by the way she was dressed. She had a low cut dress on that I've never seen and was wearing lipstick which she never wears. She knocked on the door and when she went in I jumped out and ran into the back yard. I was sure I would be bit by a dog or shot but there wasn't a fence and the bushes around the house were overgrown so I crawled under one and looked into the window. What I saw was something unexpected. My wife, who has always been a "take charge" kind of women was. “And I kind of use my weight to squash her in half. I can get really deep in her this way.” He flexed his hips in a repetitive motion that even a novice whose social education was lacking couldn’t mistake. One of her hands came to cover her mouth and her eyes got huge.“Squash her in half?“ she squeaked.“It doesn’t hurt her,” said Bobby, urgently, as he saw the girl trying to edge away from him. The arm of the couch prevented that.“I’d just as soon not find that out for myself,” she gasped.“Well.