I was really starting to get uncomfortable, so I told him to stop. He kept begging and persisting. He rubbed his hand further up my shorts and tried t... get his fingers into my panties. I told him to stop again. He kept on and kept on. Finally I got up and sat on the floor next to Riley. Lucas got up and left. He texted me about 20 minutes later and said that if I was not gonna put out for him, I was not worth his time. So I told him to fuck off, I have more self-respect than to give myself to. I grabbed a fork and ate it cold.I crawled upstairs and decided to use my mom's bathroom to take a shower. She has a beautiful bathroom with a rain showerhead, jacuzzi tub, and spa lighting. It was just what I needed.I turned on the spa lighting and stripped out of my sweaty jersey and sports bra. In this lighting, my sixteen-year-old body looked more beautiful than I felt. My perky 32b breasts almost looked bigger in the mirror as I peeled my shorts and panties off in one swift motion. My. I wanted to make sure your eyes were on my ass as my skirt hiked up a bit, and my breasts whenever I leaned downwards. Always in front of you. Though I was just much more naked on stage your eyes didn’t leave my body once, and that, I was extremely happy about. By the time I reached your booth, I was practically soaking, with a tiny bit of cum running down my thigh. I focused on the friend next to you first, offering to give him a lap dance for free. His eyes lit up as I slipped my ass up. "Yes, Madam!" he said, "And for the gentleman?" "The same," Stuart said with a weary smile. Stuart eyed Yvette warily. "I thought you said whisky makes you crazy," he said. "It does," she said as she finished the last of the wine in her glass, "But this time I ordered it for myself." She eyed him stubbornly and then narrowed her eyes mischievously. "You like showing me off for other men, don't you," she said. Stuart blushed a little but couldn't help smiling while he nodded. Yvette flashed a.