.”“Relax, babe,” he said, cutting her off with a grin. “You know you need to relax.”“Why the FUCK is there a whore STRIPPER... -”Before ...he could finish the sentence, the stripper butted in.“Call me Rose. Now sit down and relax - your boyfriend paid big bucks for me, and I want to make sure you have a birthday you’ll never forget...”For reasons she couldn’t explain, Trish did as the stripper instructed, and sat down. As she looked around the party, she noticed her ex-boyfriend Mitchell watching. "In a couple of minutes, Sara returned. Tommi slipped on a coat and walkedto the door. "We'll be back in a bit."Katie glanced at both of them. "Remember, you've got finals to study for,"she commented, sounding like a scolding mother."Yes, ma'am," Tommi replied in a mockingly deferential tone.Katie glared at her and threw a pencil Tommi's way. Giggling, Tommi duckedout the door quickly as the pencil ricocheted off the wall.The night air was brisk, a hint of the winter's full force, which. I didn't want him to make the rest of you uncomfortable. So, thank you all for coming. My wife let me have a three some recently, so, now it is my chance to return the favor. You guys are free to have your way with her. The only rule is that, you only have an hour. We have show tickets later, so we only have an hour to play". I sat there kind of stunned. I had no idea that this was going to be a gang bang. One of the other guys got up and walked out. I imagine that he was also not aware that. He played a part on the stage, entertaining the bachelorette parties with his skill as both a mixologist and a flare bartender. In the lounge, all bets were off and exciting times were had. Tonight, a group of air hostesses was in. Twenty girls ranging from white, ebony to Asian and middle eastern. He let his eyes drift over their scantly covered bodies. Flirting with their smiles as they came for more cocktails and kissing some deep, stroking their tongues with his as his hand stroked the.