” She switched off the light of her room and started walking to the door.She suddenly stopped and threatened me, “Don’t try running away mister!...Just remember your future is in my hands!” And then she went out. I stood there in shock as to what happened and what would happen while I thought if I should go or not. With no choice about sacrificing my future, I peeked outside to make sure no one was there and ran to the ladies room.As I entered the ladies room I called her name, “Ankita ma’am. Are. Angel told me she had one more show and asked if I could stay till she was finished. I said sure and sat back to enjoy one more drink.She had to circulate and perform for some of the patrons then go back on stage. I watched her till she disappeared backstage. She again came onstage dressed as a french maid. At the end of her dance, she went offstage and sent one of her fellow dancers to bring me backstage. We left by a backdoor and she asked if she could return to my motel with me. I of course. ..so i asked her if i could touch them,she blushed and said ofcourse while rubbing on her soft white feet gently my dick was growing in my pants and the movie was getting more explicit.i broke i pulled her pretty little foot over and started sucing her big toe...they were delicious like vanilla heaven with white chocolate sauce i sucked her feet for about 10 mins and came back to my senses and said this is wrong!!!! she calmed me down and told me she was fucking everybody and i shouldn't feel. Around the three-point line he went, a few feet at a time, on both sides of the line. Almost every shot went in, most cleanly, and Mike kept feeding him."Stop," yelled the teacher, when the boy reached the other sideline. "Shoot again." He did, smoothly, effortlessly. "OK, back up and shoot." He backed up a few feet. "Back some more. Shoot." He did and again it went in, barely touching the rim. "All the way back, to the sideline." That one went in too. "Come here." He had made nine of his.