Alles was mit Sex zu tun hat interessiert ihn. Brennend!„Ja! Also das geht so: Wenn ein Mädchen so ein Armband trägt und du daran ziehst bis es re...ßt, dann muß sie etwas bestimmtes tun – oder mit sich tun lassen. Je nach Farbe des Armbandes.“„Wie was zum Beispiel?“„Also, wenn es gelb ist bedeutet das eine Umarmung.“„Das ist ja lahm. Was hat das denn mit Sex zu tun?“„Jetzt warte doch mal ab. Es gibt ja auch noch andere Farben!“„Na gut, erzähl weiter.“„Bei Lila gibt’s nen Zungenkuss.“„Naja, den. "I was so embarrassed that after Mom closed the door behind her I collapsed to my knees and buried my head under my pillow. I yanked the pillow off a few moments later and then looked around in the covers to be sure nothing was there. I sighed with relief, then groaned at Mom catching me naked like that. I was glad she hadn't caught me in the middle of it but I was still pretty embarrassed when I had my bath and during dinner. Mom didn't say anything about it but she did smile a few times. She. "I guess you are wondering why I am working in a place like this as a waitress and not up on the stage?"That thought had occurred to me but I didn't want to bring it up because it might cause some unwelcome conversation about irate boyfriends or kids needing her at home not allowing her to choose her own hours to earn some cash."I did think about that because you are certainly well-qualified to stun the customers on the pole and most guys would love a private dance with you on their lap."She. Those brown cigarettes, maybe. Yeah. Thatexplained a lot.She tiptoed unevenly to the bathroom, eased the doorclosed. She flipped the lights on, and winced. Toofucking bright! She squinted as she turned them off.Damn. Must still be high.She drained three plastic cups of water. Her eyesreadjusted from their shock, and it surprised her thatshe could see so well in the gloom. She lifted herbreast, leaned toward the mirror and stared at thelittle red- brown bumps.Thoughtfully, she used the toilet..