“Come on Wendy show us all of your body. Open your pussy for us. Lose yourself. Turn yourself on.”Wendy was slowly loosening up and started displa...ing herself to the audience by squatting down opening her legs wide and bending over with her bum to the audience showing off her shaved pussy.“OK Wendy you are now our special pole dancer so let’s see you turn us on as well as you use the pole like it’s your lover.”Wendy could not believe what she was doing this willingly in front of all these women. "So just give me a little while, OK? I'll call you when I'm done."Jeff went upstairs, but not to study. He pulled out the books his dad had given him and once again stared at the pictures. After a little while, he tossed the books aside and lay back on the bed, thinking about stuff.He was staring up at the ceiling when Mary tapped on the door and walked in. Lost in thoughts, he'd forgotten about the books on the bed until Mary spotted them and reached down. She got one before he could stop. You can wash off too."He nodded. When he returned he found her still naked on her back. He climbed in beside her. She draped along his side and kissed him. His hands caressed her comfortable soft skin, describing her curves."It's not what I expected," said Joe."I like you Joe. You're sweet." They kissed and she caressed him like he caressed her."It felt like you really enjoyed this." I did." But..." It's called the Girl Friend Experience, Joe. It's intimate." But it seemed genuine. It stirred. She turned, raising her face, exposing her throat. I leant in, kissing her neck, her throat, my hands on her hips, my tongue on her skin, lips and tongue finding their way to her cleavage. “Don’t stop.” My hands up under her breasts, the fabric of the bra thin enough to feel the weight of them, my mouth tasting the light perspiration forming on her skin under the bright lights. My thumbs flicked over her nipples, feeling them rise to meet my touch. I could see the whiteness of the flesh of her.