It wasn't so much that their tips had dwindled substantially as it was thatRachel was completely self absorbed and showed no respect for anyone or any...hing.They decided drastic action was necessary to do something about the situationand, after several weeks of careful preparation, the first step directly involvingthe minx would go down tonight. When Rachel finished her last set and headed for her locker in the changeroom Stephanie and Kathy were waiting for her; all the other dancers had. It was January, and as you can imagine it was freezing cold here in London. My sister planned to visit me at my flat where I live with a flatmate (Scott) who is my college buddy. She was to arrive at the airport at 10 AM. I went to the airport to pick her up and after waiting for her for what seemed like eternity she finally came out of the doors. Damn! Was she looking sexy as all fuck! She was wearing a tight sweater that showed her perfect round boobs with a scarf on her neck. She had a. " I'm glad that you like the way my legs look and feel to you."As I drove to the restaurant, grandma had her hand on my groin, and every so often she would give my cock a squeeze, and when I didn't have to do any shifting for a bit, I would put my hand down and rub her leg and give her thigh a squeeze, and a couple of times I reached down between her legs and rubbed her pussy through her panty crotch, and by the time we got to the restaurant, I could feel a wet spot in the crotch of her. "Just because he doesn't care whether you have chicken or pork chops for dinner, allowing you to make the call doesn't make you the boss -- he's just delegating. You remember that!" Yes, Cletus."I waved at the door. "Go help the girls get ready."A few minutes later, Pete and Michael wandered in. "What's up now?" I asked, mildly irritated."Where are we gonna be for this thing tonight?" Pete asked."Downstairs, like last time." There's dust and crap EVERYWHERE!" Michael complained."Oh." I.