Even though we both have dark complexions, we were different in every physical way. ‘I thought that Bernard would be embarrassed by this tableau, bu... he seemed unconcerned. Yet, I knew that he was enjoying our nude femininity– it’s just that the way that he did made us want him the more. ‘He was continuing his story, about the warm beaches, as we looked out his window together, an arm of his wrapped around each of us. Somehow, it seemed more blissful than I could have imagined. His embrace was. Finally he stopped, and the music stopped, and the spotlights went out.After a moment of silence, the cantina erupted in applause and the MC came back onto the stage. "I am glad you enjoyed our the first act of our Circus of Fornication, but keep in mind this is a circus, and so I present to you Chiquita and Lobo."The lights came up again on stage as a young girl came out on stage carrying something that looked a little like a step stool, only longer. She set in down in the middle of the. As she posed there in front of everyone she could feel his touch across her neckline. Finding it’s way down the curve of her spine and across her legs down to her toes. She had posed for him before. But it was always in the privacy of his apartment studio. Never in front of others. He would wrap her in red satin sheets until she was comfortable enough to let them drop and stand before him completely naked. Every time he sketched her it was as if she felt his pencil tracing along the edges of. Excusing herself, Stacy went to find Greg. She mistakenly talked to two other “Jokers” before she found him. “Hey baby,” he whispered, putting his arms around her waist, “how are you enjoying the party so far?” Stacy stared up at him. Even his voice wasn’t the same anymore. “It’s okay. I have to say though; you’re acting really weird Greg. It’s actually starting to freak me out a little.” Greg laughed. “I’m just getting into the evening Stace. And believe it or not, I’m helping.