I had groaned without realizing and this seemed to give him more confidence. His hands explored my entire body as mine studied his every curve, every ...ow and then he would pull his head back to look at me, then smile and kiss me with increasing length and passion. His hand had found its way into my black lace panties and his smooth fingers began to tease the lips of my pussy, by this point I was taking deeper breaths and my hands were running through his hair once again, all the while he was. Leslie, Petra’s host sister, asked me to dance. The music Petra had chosen was moderately fast, so there wasn’t any close body contact. We danced to a couple of songs, then went to grab some cookies.Leslie’s friend Cindy came over and asked if I would dance with her, and we danced to a couple of songs. I wasn’t surprised when Erin asked me to dance as well. After the first song, Petra changed the music and there was a slower song. I looked at Erin and she nodded, so I put my hands on her waist. Taking a deep breath to calm my nerves I opened my laptop. I pulled back up her picture. It must have been taken fifty years before I was born. She’s only eighteen, but had already been stripping for years. The daughter of a Ventriloquist she had spent her childhood dressed as his dummy. Then when she got too big for that she helped get him ready for the next show. From what I had read that mostly meant hiding the bottles from him till he was safely on the train. He died when she was fourteen.. Covering her bases ... like.The alleged kidnapper rapist went for his gun but Jean had him covered. She would have loved to say, "Go ahead, make my day." But Dirty Harry was years in the future, and that line hadn't been written yet.Instead, she said, "When your hand comes out from under your jacket it had better have a badge in it or you're a dead man. Think about that ... no matter what happens to me ... you'll be dead. Badge or bullet? This little fourteen year old girl just claimed 'Rape.'.