”“You are being very co-operative here. I can’t help wondering why,” Roxanne replied in tones laden with suspicion.“I need stimulus as, when...I’m not making clothing, I get bored easily and funds are limited. Plus this will give me leverage at some later date, if I need it,” she shrugged.“Always on the lookout for yourself.”“Yes? And? I lost everything, but had become accustomed to having everything done for me. Now I’m reduced to turning a hobby into a business to keep myself housed and fed.. Next was Janet who came out dressed as a Hawaiian hula-dancer. She had on a coconut shell bra and a grass skirt. I couldn't tell for sure but it almost looked like she had nothing on under that skirt. She swayed her way across the stage to the tune of island themed music. Her dance moves were without a doubt quite provocative. Yeah I liked that one too.Then, out came Stephanie. The sound was a recording of the surf. She had on the skimpiest bikini I had ever seen. The top amounted to two. ‘With full apologies to the ladies, and meaning no disrespect, I prefer to leave my cap on.’ He was a large guy, wearing a yellow hard hat. He grinned, ‘I have to tell you that in this bar, leaving your hat on is a challenge to the highest ranking arm wrestler present.’ ‘Mister I don’t want to challenge any one I just want to finish my beer and leave.’ ‘Fine, take your hat off or get ready to arm wrestle Suzie.’ ‘I don’t want to do either, I’ll just be on my way. Excuse me please.’ ‘You ain’t. So we use the plugs to keep from leaking as one of us is getting ready to come home to you after I've been fucked. Secondly, it's really more fun sharing the delight of these fuck sessions with you in this way. That is, by having you suck the fuck juices out of me. That's so much better than to just let it run out uselessly. It's such a warm joyful feeling for both of us to feel another man manly load oozing out and hearing you noisily sucking and slurping it up. I know the other Eva likes.