She patted my head, swished my drooping hair, looking amused by my upside down position. Alex talked with Mike as we went. He nodded, apparently pleas...d by her ideas. I had no clue what was planned. We returned to the public part of the restaurant, where we had started earlier. The blinds were down, lights dimmed, and a table had been cleared. There were a lot of men gathered, more than I saw in the back room. "Put Blond Cunt on her back," Iron Mike said, pointing to the end of the table. I was. She also found all theplaces to touch me. We shared many orgasms. When one day she wanted meinside her, I showed her the box of prophylactics. She said: "We don'tneed those - only married people get pregnant."I knew when I was being snookered. I put on my clothes and went home.Sharon could still get me to touch her, but I didn't want to be alonewith her any more.As soon as my hot thing with Sharon cooled down, Anna was in my face. Herlipstick was a third different bewitching flavor - would this. Sir George? I doubted he was some kind of British nobility; his accent was much more local and his voice sounded like a man closer to my age. Maybe he was just some arrogant prick who liked to toy around with people. Maybe he was just playing off his choice in my reading material. I was curious enough to call but smart enough to block my number to see what this guy was all about. Hell, I had nothing better to do on a Saturday afternoon. He picked up right away. “Hi, this is Patrice from the. He looked over at me.“A hundred dollars off, and all you have to do is moon these guys once.” He whispered. “Jeff! I’m not a stripper!” I whispered back. “And I’m not yours to whore out!” “I know baby, I’m really sorry, but if you do it we can just get out of here and forget about all of this.”“Two-hundred if she shows her tits, too.” I blushed harder as the two men snickered in the corner.“Please baby, I don’t have the money to pay the full price. Then I promise, we’ll get out of here and it.