Scarlett stood up, with a few wriggles she slipped the dress down over her shoulders. It got temporarily stuck over her hips.She covered up her bare b...easts with crossed arms, but it was not for the sake of modesty. If May wanted to see more then she would have to get down on a level playing field.Scarlett wasn't sure if it was simply taking a few seconds for May to figure it out or if she was just plucking up courage.Not breaking eye contact with Scarlett; May reached behind her own back and. Even the carpet is mostly good. Go check."She did and I moved about the now nearly completed Nash and admired our work. Lights were all in and the wiring was done. We'd finished the primer painting last weekend. We'd even had it running and driven it around inside the fenced yard. Of course, sitting on a milk crate while driving on the roads wouldn't do. Still, Mr. Miller had found someone with a reupholstery kit for the seats and my Uncle Geno had promised to talk us through re-doing them at. I'll slip off your pants and rub your legs too. Your panties are kind of thread worn and I can make out your shape beneath them as I work on your thighs. I can feel your warmth on my hands. My cock is pushing tightly against my pants also. I can't help but lightly brush your pussy through your panties. I can smell your sex as I crawl up and kiss your neck. You can feel my hard cock against your leg so you reach back and hold it in your hand. It's solid shaft feels so good in your hand as I kiss. So, I auditioned at a local strip club near home. I was hired and stripped there for year."One of my jobs was to sit with the customers, encouraging them to buy watered down drinks. I kept them company as long as they kept drinking and paying. One guy said I was too good to be stuck in a joint like that. He said the real money was in Vegas. So, here I am."I wondered, "Did you start here with Larry Flint?" No, I started down the strip at a smaller place. One of Flynt's associates was looking for.