Soon the glitz and fakery had dropped behind us and the desert abounded. Very dead-looking. I was pretty awake and sober at this point, anticipating t...e exotic pastimes awaiting at the place out there. As the miles rolled away I began to wonder how things worked."Say, man, how much do they charge out there?" I asked the cabbie, half-afraid of what the answer might be."Oh, from a hundred to a thousand, depending on what you want, and multiply that if you multiply how many hookers you have at. The top two in each club would advance to the finals.Rebecca decided the contest would be divided into three events. Street clothes where the girls would be introduced. Lingerie or sleepwear of the contestants choice. They could wear outfits as skimpy or sheer as they wanted. However, they could not take the outfits off. The final event was contestants choice. They had the freedom of wearing clothes or stripping until they were totally nude. There would be five local celebrity judges that would. I lay on my back with my legs spread for my Man, ohh I forgot to mention, my pussy and most of my pubic hair was shaved, I just left a little patch of pubic hair on top of my cock, yes I like to be as smooth as possible, so he came and was kneeling in front of me, grabbing my legs and spreading them more, he played with his cock's head then slide it in, all the way inside me, then he lay his body on my chest, we were kissing so passionate, playing with our tongues, kissing our lips, pulling. "Amy," the instructor again snapped."Yes, Miss Cluck," she said and took her seat. Brain chair was next to hers and he sat down, nervous shooting glances over at Amy. This girl was scary, just something about her frightened him. He looked at her, turned up button nose, dark tanned complexion, and deep brown hair and wondered if she might be, Mexican. But that was silly she was just tanned.Miss Cluck turned her back and wrote 'Brain' on the blackboard. Balling up her hand the girl pulled her.