The song ended and she started to get off of his lap. "Please I will take another song." His voice was slightly meek, almost pleading. She realized th...t this poor man was as turned on as she was. Maybe more so. Then he added, "In fact, I want a number of songs if that is all right with you." She reminded him that it would cost him $20 per song. He said he would be willing to double her pay with tips if she lived up to his expectations. If she needed any more motivation (which she didn't) that. Momma says I gotta” I snickered to her.“Does this mean I don’t get seconds?” she whined.Well, if you’re a good girl, then maybe. We’ll have to see, won’t we?” I teased her.“What about if I’m a bad girl?? What do I get then?” she giggled softly.“Hmm, “ I mused, “maybe sent to your bed, with a good spanking first.”“Really? Uh-oh, I could be in major danger here, couldn’t I? ‘Cuz I’ve been oh-so-naughty today. I even stole some dessert before I finished my supper. I’ll bet I get my ass paddled. ’ But on top of that, they were intelligent young ladies, good, although not great, students – studying only enough to get decent grades. Thus, they could never be classified as ‘book worms’. Both liked to party too much to spend more time than absolutely necessary with their noses buried in books. Until they went off to college at eighteen, Sue and Sally Davidson had been inseparable since birth. Unlike some twins, both had similar personalities, very outgoing, friendly and full of fun, – and. .by Lesley Renee Charles Chapter 7My group of escorts led me down the corridor to the dining room. Weentered a great big room filled with heavy antique mahogany furniture.There was a great big table in the center that sat at least thirtypeople. My escorts told me that was for formal occasions. There wereseveral smaller tables that were clustered around the big table.I was ledto a table that was more towards the center of the room. One of the menheld out my chair and pushed me in, like a.