Catharine often found herself thinking about her former career as a stripper. She hadn't actually realized it at the time but she'd been extremely suc...essful as a featured dancer in the Vegas strip clubs.Sometimes a crime investigation would take Catharine and CSI into a club to find crime witnesses or to seek other information. The instant she'd walk through the door of a strip club, Catharine would always feel the erotic juices start to flow again and she'd find herself wishing she could be. "It's borderline disgusting." I'll call our weekend cleaning crew," Shirl said."Why bother, I can handle a mop and a sponge." I'd pay to see that," Shirl said."Lend me a spare body," Scott said, "and I'll tackle it this afternoon." Deal." This a bad time?" Karl the beer man asked."What's it going to cost me?" Scott asked."This would come out of our budget," Karl said."I like it already." Careful, boss," Shirl said. "Karl's the regional sales king for the distributorship." That's because of my. I moaned, "That's it, my teacher pet."It was obvious as her tongue explored my cunt that she was a very experienced pussy pleaser."Is my pet teacher a lesbian?" I asked, after a couple minutes of pleasure, although the affirmative answer had been practically shouted at me in her classroom when I first broached the topic.When she didn't answer, I stepped back slightly and repeated the question, "is my pet teacher a lesbian?" N-n-no," she stammered, "but I'm bi." You eat cunt and suck cock?" I. Nothingness for some indeterminate time, then her brain somehow worked. She realised that she had lost consciousness, she was surprised to realise that she was still alive.Some sort of sensations came from her body, she thought that maybe it was Harry doing something to her pussy. She was filled with love for him and felt her lustfulness, which had subsided, rise again to great heights, she felt like she was verging on orgasm - is that what death does to you, or was it Harry working on her.