As luck would have it, I had run out of money before I got my first paycheck.I had a suitcase full of clothes so I decided to have a little yard sale....At the end of the day, I had sold off all my clothes except for two lacy thongs, four mini skirts, three tube tops and four tank tops. I got a small bundle of cash that just barely kept me going until payday finally came at the casino.The pit clerk job was boring and sometimes I had little or nothing to do. I'd be there in my mini skirt and a. Official members of the onstage show, those actually paid by the theater to be there, went up and down the line asking people "Are you a virgin?" as loud as they could. I was stunned to see people, younger than I was shouting "No, I'm no fucking virgin" and holding out toast, or a newspaper, or a water pistol as proof, or even some women, mostly blondes, tearing open their blouses to show white foundation bra's. Some even wore skimpier bras.I found this behavior bizarre and sexy, and the. Veronique moved her left hand from Sandra's shoulders towards the girl's breast and then bent over and locked lips with Sandra. She squeezed Sandra's breast while kissing her.Sandra grunted softly and tried to turn away from the thing that was bothering her. Veronique held her in place by pushing down on Sandra's breast.Slowly, Sandra was getting awake, and she noticed what was happening. A sudden feeling of fright rushed through Sandra's body, when she noticed that her mother was kissing her. From the car got out a tall and slender woman, elegantly dressed in the latest fashions and fully produced, I looked more like one of those famous models in magazines and on TV that the recently pregnant girl that they had driven from her home several years back. I do not know what was really what they expected of her daughter, I'm sure it was not the vision of elegance sophistication that appeared before their eyes.And Pierce, my son, tall for his eight years, handsome, with dark hair, and.