Being on stage was like advertising what I had so when my dance was over I could go talk to the men who put dollars in my garter. When guys put a doll...r billin your garter its like giving me a note saying "come see me when you get done", After my dance and a few times on the pole I went backstage to the dressing room was. Most of the other girls were out working the crowd. I always like to freshen up after dancing and before I hit the crowd. I walked in backstage and two dancers were in there.. With the slightest pressure I pressed the tip of my tongue between his lips and he readily greeted it with his own as he pulled me closer with his hand gripping the back of my head. His fingers wove through my hair as our kiss grew more passionate and I ran my hand along his shoulder and down his chest. I barely pulled my lips from his and I looked him in the eyes; I whispered into his breath, “Hey…” and glanced my eyes towards the backseat. His eyes widened with a touch of nervousness, but. After a little chit-chat, both of them seemed very excited about this trip. They planned many adventure sports for them.Around 1:30 pm we left for Mussoorie (nearby hill station).They had a comfortable SUV with a lot of luggage. I didn’t understand that time why they were carrying too much bags that was mid-year time, not winters day. So they didn’t need too many clothes. Well, that’s not my problem. We reached Mussoorie by 3 pm.They booked a separate room for me. So I went for some rest and. I first started up stairs in the bathroom there then made my way to her mom’s bedroom. Her bed was a mess, not made, clothes everywhere; but it did smell nice in there, a pile of playgirls laid on the nightstand. I hung my head thinking of what was I getting myself into. I began feeling that maybe it was intended that I was the house maid. I said fuck it and gathered every bit of clothing on the floor and the bed and tossed it down the steps. I checked under the bed to see if anything got.