On Friday late evening. It was really strange.I spent a long while calling some of her friends, asking if she was there, but it was useless. Nobody kn...w about her since that morning.I found a kind of business card on the floor, close to the main table at the dining room.I was even stranger, I could not recognize the name of some guy there, but yes I recognized very well the stripper pub address hand written on it.I quickly pulled it out and speed my car to that place.“The Cotton Club,” I. We didn't need to put the lights on, because the sunlight coming through the roof window was enough to make us see everything. Although, I wasn't paying any attention to the room, I was too fixated to catch another glimpse of her sexy pussy lips.When we finally walked into the area that my friends and I had cleaned up, she let out a, "Wow! This looks nice! Did you do all of this?" Most of it, but my friends helped as well, of course." It's nice up here!" she said and looked at all the things we. "Yeah but I'll have to send it to Washington," the unnamed man suggested."Any chance you can just email a frame of it?" Mike asked that."I expect it would be better for them to have the tape."In the car on the way back to the resort Mike asked, "So what do we do now?" I expect the best thing we can do is to just talk to the maid who cleaned Shelley's room. Then maybe grab the kid up and talk to him." I'll stay for the maid, but I'm taking Meg and leaving after. I want nothing to do with you. Meanwhile, Angelina Wooster was almost a Barbie doll lookalike, about 5-5, busty and blond with grey eyes. She also had her hair in a pony tail through her cap, wearing almost modest shorts but a shaped tank top.We enjoyed all the between inning shenanigans, which included t-shirts being shot into the crowd (we didn't catch any), mascots doing their bits on top of the dugouts and obstacle course-type races including the 'put your head on a bat, spin for 30 seconds and then try to run in a.