No touching that pussy either. And put your heels back on. Now get moving," ordered Lisa swatting her teacher's red sore ass."I need to use the bathro...m", said Mary."Go and make my toast. Maybe if you're good I'll let you pee-pee later."Mary moved down to the kitchen and Lisa took a nice leisurely shower and followed later wearing only a towel. When she walked into the kitchen she found Mary sitting gingerly at the table with a cup of coffee. "Who gave you permission to sit? And who gave you. Cindy and Elsa were wearing the sexy cocktail dresses that I’d last seen on them in St. Croix – one of shimmering silver and the other an electric blue. Both dresses came to mid-thigh, and had a top that revealed a lot of plunging neckline and hence a lot of boob since there was a lot there to reveal. Cindy called them ‘boob-delicious’ dresses. They each proved to me that underwear was optional. Of course, tall sexy heels anchored the look.Melanie wore a white dress whose hemline was about two. Within a very short time I was stripped naked and hands were mauling my naked body as we sped down the Princes Highway towards home. It took nearly an hour to get to Trafalgar, but it was a blur of fingers and cocks fucking me in the backseat. I was reveling in being a slutty school-teacher whore.When we got to our street Phil stopped the car about 3 houses away from our house and the guys made me walk the rest of the way naked. My tits and trimmed cunt out on display for anyone in the. Most looked like converted garages or machine shops. None of them was hiring but all three offered her time as a free-lancer, four short dances each hour for three hours at $25 per dance which meant $300 a night. The house fees varied from fifty to eighty dollars a night and all three places let girls keep whatever they made in tips for talking with customers or doing private dances. Lap dancing was not allowed, and dancers were supposed to supply their own music in CD form unless they wanted.