She works at the Courier. They hang out a lot together, go places, and have since I was a kid. There's been once or twice over the years I've wondered...if it might be a lesbian thing, but I don't think so, just two kindred spirits just as happy to not have to deal with a husband." In truth, he'd thought it more than once or twice, but he didn't like to admit it, even to himself. His suspicion had been pretty strong at times, but if it was the case they kept it well hidden in the gossip-plagued. I couldnt see as well as I wished I could because of her loose skirt. I shouted out a compliment for her dance skills and she just seemed to get more invigorated by my encouragements. By the fourth song she was grabbing handfuls of her skirt and moving it along with herself, but that also sometimes pulled it up enough that I got peeks of ass cheeks, and I could tell she was wearing a thong. I was quite enjoying the show and was finding myself a little turned on. The next song began a much. Her perverse thoughts brought her to the edge, her legs began to shake as the orgasm slipped out. She moaned as loud as she wanted not caring if anyone heard. Not that there was anyone around, but she visualized an audience surrounding her. She twisted her nipple and pushed two fingers in her extremely wet hole driving herself into even more ecstacy. Ashley curled up, enjoying the aftermath of her exercise. She began nodding towards sleep, her body feeling the exhaustion from the day's. "Sarah what do you know about an organized ring of girls operating in town?" I asked."I don't know anything," she said. The look on her face told me it was true."Do you know where I need to go to ask?" There is nobody that I know in town with that kind of organization. Maybe in Tryon," she said. "But I wouldn't know."After she left Vlad said, "You know I don't think there is a market here for girls in any large number. Maybe one or two, Do you know how many he is supposed to be running and how.