It could take an hour. Why that woman hadn’t given him more specific place to look was beyond him. “You know, you take forever to find anything. I...have to wonder if that applies in every aspect of your life.” A soft, sultry voice cooed from behind. Ian went stiff. The voice sent a shiver down his spine. In public, she kept it causal. In moments like these, his sister spoke in a low tone made for seduction. Damn her… “Hey, there is nothing wrong with taking your time.” Ian half turned his face. I was very nervous walking down to the post office, thinking thatanyone I knew who saw me would know what I was up to. But I was excitedto get things started, so off it went.I got an answer back within 2 days asking me if it was possible for me tocome in for a preliminary set-up. What they needed was my selection forthe gown, and then they would do measurements to make sure thateverything fit correctly. They seem to be very thorough in everythingthey were asking, so I told them that I would. Egotarianism is easy. It's funded from my own pocketbook and whatever I can convince others to give me. Its only expense is my shoes. Its only member is me.And the religion is spreading fast! So far it has reached an area of nearly 200 square inches on your television screen.Oh my! I just realized I'm a televangelist!Watch out ministers of the world! When you look out on your congregation Sunday morning, chances are you'll be looking into the eyes of Egotarians![Applause.]I breathed a sigh of. It was still early so the bar was slow. Shortly before my turn to dance came, it started to pickup. My dance tunes were fast and erotic. Midway through my first dance I was down to mmy corset, panties and shoes. The corset seemed to turn everyone on. By the finish of the second dance, I was not only sweaty but also turned on. I strutted around the floor to collect a few my tips then put my blouse and skirt back on. The next 90 minutes were spent serving drinks. My next dance set was the same.