And giving out lap dances for boys sounds, well …” “Would it make you feel any better if I told you I was saving some of that money for college?...�� “Your parents have good jobs. I know Georgetown is expensive … but lap dancing?” “Sure. Why not? And maybe I’ll get a gig as a dancer to work my way through school.” Houlihan’s forehead was starting to bead with sweat. “Do your … boys satisfy you?” Throughout this whole conversation, Monica was wondering where this was leading. She was used to guys. Why did you miss your prom, anyway?’ His eyes darkened for a moment. ‘I wasn’t popular.’ ‘Neither was I,’ I said, still confused. I was never a member of the high school elite, but I got to the prom. ‘I was fat, I had thick glasses, and I hated sports and clubs.’ I was trying to picture this attractive, sexy man looking like the teenager he described. He grinned and I realized he knew what I was thinking. ‘I got contacts, went on a diet, and joined the Army. Believe me, they’ll get you in shape. .. and you, baby sis, Mom doesn’t actually know about ... you know, the sting, does she?” I inquired.“Not in so many words, but she knows that there is something up that requires me to leave the kids with her until it’s time to pick them up. She must suspect something, and whatever else happens, she has clearly jumped over from the Felicia ship to the Pippa one, rightly so, too. I don’t think that she fears that I’m going to neglect them, because she knows what a devoted mother I am. Not so. I moved towards her. She was even prettier up close. Just beautiful, about 5 foot 3 or 4 and maybe 120 lbs. Slim, shapely and wearing a short skirt and half top that hugged her perfect little breasts. “Hi, I’m Paul” I said and she responded in broken English, with the cutest little feminine voice, “I’m Amy” I don’t know about her, but for me it was love at first sight.We talked for awhile, the three of us. When I asked Amy if she would like to go out some time, her and her Latina friend, Layla,.