" If what, you want to or... ?" uhh mmm... if I should even be here... "The next song was starting, and Camille stood up. "Well?..."She always found ...he eyes to be telling. A certain hunger in most. In this one she saw curiosity, and just a little bit of fear.She leaned in close, and began to dance. Camille's body was full and curvy, the classic exotic dancer, and she knew how to use it to her best advantage.This club, the dancers were not allowed to remove their costumes for table dances,. I tilted my head and rolled my eyes. He says, that's my girl. Then he tells me, you know we have to take this outside. You know you're not done yet. I knew he meant, I'm never allowed to leave his friends unfinished. He says come on guys, lets go outside. We go to the parking lot. I see he brought his truck. He opens the back door. I figured the guys would take me in the truck. That's not good enough. Like I said before, he likes to watch. First thing he does is push me bent over to the seat.. He wasn't surprised to find it a bit damp. Under his ministrations she was soon spreading her legs as far as she could on the couch and he had worked a finger into her cunt, spreading the moisture he found there all over her slit.After another few minutes, he heard the class start bell ring, and she was thrusting her hips against his hand as he pumped his finger in her and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He was still sucking her marvelous nipples, alternating between them, flipping them back. Again, since the boys wanted to see the girls humiliated, we decided no match could end until a naked girl submitted. After talking about it, we decided that if a girl didn't give up, pinning her naked, flat on her back for thirty seconds would count as a submission. We didn't mean that pinning her required her shoulders to be down continuously, just that she be naked, controlled, and on her back, unable to escape, for thirty seconds.I brought up Barb's dislike for the mud part."At first, I.