It's like standing in front of a tree. "I like to fuck!" Nothing. No expression. I sigh. "I like sex, sir. College opened me up to a whole new world. ...ow I experiment with all kinds of guys, all ages. Girls, too. I can't get enough." "And your decision to become an exotic dancer?" "Money, originally. College is expensive. My parents can only help with part of it. A girlfriend who strips got me into it two years ago, back when I was a freshman. I couldn't believe how much cash I could make just. I could hear it was cranking, but it wasn't starting and the headlights seemed dim. It was an old car, but in great shape. Like her. A late 60's Mustang. I couldn't be sure of the year. Cars weren't my thing. I couldn't leave her stranded here and my 'white knight' tendencies kicked in yet again. I finished getting the snow off and pulled my car over to hers.As I drove over, she opened the window and exclaimed, "Oh my god, thank you again," she said, nearly in tears. "I got this car in the. She never wanted to give people the satisfaction then and she doesn’t plan on starting now, either.She imagines The Normal Hotel Guests enjoying their breakfasts and lunches at the restaurant on the first floor and shooting each other private, wicked little glances because they know that, right at that moment, some stranger – she – is sifting through their things and reconstructing the events of last night, like some sort of unwilling detective.Especially when the display in the room is. Can I touch them please?”“Sure, why not.” I replied, in a nonchalant tone, not trying to let him know that they were begging for attention.“Hmm, you have nice hands Pete, so gentle.”“Thanks, you like your nipples being teased then Sandra?”“What girl doesn’t?”Pete kept teasing my nipples and my arousal level was increasing. Although it would have been nice to cum right then I didn’t think that it was right so I stepped back and looked at Pete who had a nice smile on his face.“So what else have.