Some of my girls just liked to tease while others were true sluts. I had enough to choose from and if they were uncertain I would tell them just try i... for one night if you didn’t enjoy yourself fine.When I would hire them I would tell them show a little skin to pump up their tips sort of like tits for tips. A girl could do nice here on the weekend and make $500.00 dollars a night in tips. Especially the older gentlemen as their pockets were always full of money. Sure you might have to put up. Good hay is soft, but often the stalks are harsh and point to delicate bottoms – not that that would worry me if I was on top.“What should we do?” asked Smenta “Should one of us - “ Tara gave a cough “ - I mean, two of us wait some distance away whilst you ... forgive me, I have no idea what to say” she lapsed into silence and I realised I was expected to take the lead.“All or nothing, that’s my motto. Tara will tell you I have no embarrassment in ‘meeting’ more than one young lady at a time. I. Brad I can't, please you'll hurt me. No sweety I won't hurt you, after you get used to the size that is. You'll be screaming for me to fuck you before I'm done and begging for me to cum inside you. They all beg for it in the end, you won't be any different. If you're a good gurl I'll even let you come back for more. We finish undressing, except for my panties, he told me to leave them on. Brad laid down on his back with his head on his pillows and spread his legs apart. I crawled up between his. A few men walked by several times, getting a good look up between my legs. I got up, used the ladies room and headed for the store area. I went right to the magazine rack, standing at first, so men knew I was there. It didn't take long before a few men came over to check out the girl looking at magazines. I bent over, flipping through a few mags on the bottom shelf, moving a little further towards the back of the store. The men were scrambling to get behind me to look up the back of my dress..