As an added bonus, I could hold a coquettish, thirty-second conversation with our guests while taking their coats. That of course, wasn’t a job requ...rement in 1960 Las Vegas, but it did help me get better tips than all of the other girls.Thank God, Mary is finally here to take over, and she’s only five minutes late.“How are you, Doris?” she said, emphasizing every syllable in my name in her usual smug, nasty tone.Bitch.“I’m doing wonderful, Mary,” I purred in a syrupy sweet voice while flashing. The complex and constant barrage of stimuli of modern American life was lacking here. This simple primitive existence refocused your needs. The appreciation of our few pleasures had grown. We savored the company of each other. Talking, touching and sex were important parts actions that reaffirmed our social collectiveness. This bonding was a reassurance of security that united our little family.But it was not always an idealistic world. Eden had an edge. The complex sexual relationship of three. "I have to touch up my lips, Louise uttered" Oh Linda, show me that new shade of lip gloss you just got, I simply LOVE IT! "Of course Louise", licking both their luscious pouty full lips. That was the little code for: "Oh Louise! " OH YES, LET DO"! THE OTHER GIRL'S simply reached over to each others purses to freshen thier own lipstick. Each meticulously applied a copiously glistening amount of delicious lip gloss and looked in the mirror making puckering movements. Linda, one women told. ” Luna gave her a tender smile, as her gaze continued to take in the sight of her majestic dick. “Why did you have it tucked away in the shower this morning?” Riley asked. “I didn’t want to scare you off with how big it is.” Luna mumbled in response. “How big is it?!” Riley asked excitedly. “It’s a little over 18 inches.” Luna answered. “Wow…” Riley whispered in amazement, her eyes never leaving her crotch, “How big is it when it’s soft?” “It’s the same soft, it just gets squishier and slightly.