You try to protest that you don’t want another drink, but he won’t listen to you. You find a booth in the back and slide into the same side next t... each other. As you sip your drinks your husband’s fingers trace along your thigh from your knee to the bottom of your skirt. You quickly down your drink and whisper to him that it’s time to go and you will make it worth his while. You don’t mention that your pantyhose are soaked with your own juices that his fingers and your lack on panties have. If she didn’t make me come, I was gonna have to make me come.Clothes came off fast. So did a couple of orgasms. Funny. Me thinking about dad and Haley got me wet. Haley thinking about ME thinking about her and dad got her wet. Common denominator? Dad. Or Bill.“That Chem 101 book didn’t do THAT to you,” I observed.“No,” she replied. “I thought about talking to you about him and me making love.”“You have fun, don’t you. Really.”“I really have fun because we really love each other...”“I can’t help. ”I asked Stuart to be piped through, “Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls. That’s it for tonight. We have an evening of John Williams’ music coming up in September and a concert of the teachers of both schools in October. Coming in November is a co-production of both schools putting on a concert of LES MISÉRABLES. We will have three performances ... see you then.”I finished the music with a flourish!The applause kept coming with cheers for the young performers on stage. Izzy went over to her. With the starting of the fourth song she swung around the pole and her tits were shown to everyone. That song was almost over when she took her bottom off. She was completely shaven, but it was almost hard to tell with how dark the room was. She stayed standing and walking when naked. She didn?t use the pole now at all. The song ended; she grabbed her clothes, held them close to her and almost ran for the change room.I was thinking this might not be so bad. This girl only had her tits.