Like how she had seen me naked. And no it wasn’t because we had sex. Which we didn’t. I’m not interested in girls that way. Although she is. Whe... I found that out I wondered if she was the one that had touched my pubic hair and my clit. Although I hadn’t told my parents that part either.My dad looked shocked but then he straightened his face and asked, “And where is that monster of a sister of yours?” Dad said that in a teasing tone.Later I stood in the shower and looked at my breasts. I. On stage she was true professional and could perform any of the various activities which the show demanded. There were of course other girls who came and went with a frequency typical of the kind you would expect in such a place. I mention Tina for two reasons: firstly, because she is intimately connected with this story and secondly, because she was one of a few core girls who could always be depended upon to be there.The club and the girls, were managed by Gabi. Older, yet still with a few. She taught me when I was small that my Ave, which meant naught in my head neither sounding like to nonsense, still meant wise things in Latin, which is the tongue of the Church and heaven. Know you the Blessed Virgin’s name, Nan?’ ‘Aye, Lilac, a babe might know that, tis Mary.’ ‘Yet in God’s tongue Latin tis Maria.’ ‘Ave Maria! What means ave?’ ‘Good morrow.’ ‘And..ave Maria gratia plena…what means Latin by plena and gratia?’ ‘Stay Nan, I will speak you the whole prayer together and then give. I sent him my mobile number and he rang to get the address, I was so nervous, but I wanted to taste cum again. What really got me nervous was that it turned out he was just around the corner from my house, on a job (no idea what he did) he told me he'd be there in 5 minutes.Panic gripped me, was this going to happen? I quickly the him a text, telling him the door was open and to just come straight in. Which he did, he found me in my living room on my knees. He was an older guy, but on the plump.