The difference was that this girl was a professional dancer and was soon making unbelievable moves around that pole. She might as well have been fucki...g it.Then she said “you want to see me dance topless like girls do in a real club?” I said “go for it, I will guarantee you have an appreciative audience”. Maureen stood up and made the sexiest pose possible as she pulled down the straps on her leotard revealing a perfectly shaped pair of breasts. Maureen was soon topless from the waist up as she. I went home in a hurry changed into my shorts and a tee and went to aunty. When I entered I was amazed to see aunty sleeping in sexy pose, by seeing me she said I was waiting for u only come fast and gave a flirty smile. As I started to massage she asked the question which gave me almost an attack. She asked why I stare at her all the time and what was I looking at that day. I had no words and was stammering but managed to say nothing and put my head down.Suddenly she took the most bold step. 'The Kettle' was a well-known knocking shop/bar/dance hall, not exactly out of bounds to our troops but not with a very good reputation. I asked Clarky for a description of the girl; his reply was not a great help."You know, Sarge, the usual sort of tart: big Bristols, long legs, and long hair." I asked him if she was young or old, or if she had a name."You know, Sarge, them lights in The Kettle are really dim, she could have been a teeny-bopper or a grab-a-granny. I think Jazzer called her. “Thank you Telly. Thank you Ashley.”“Don't thank us, I could care less about you.” Ashley snapped at me. Then turned and stomped her way back to the elevator.“What's her problem? Did I do something wrong?”“No, she just has a stick up her ass. My mom is always a bitch.” Telly was only 12 years old.Ben had taken her last year. Now she is 4 months pregnant with her second set of twins.“I forgot that she was your mother. So Ben is your daddy and baby daddy, right?”“Yep.” She sounded so.