As they discussed what the job would entail and if she would be interested her only thought was ' how much does it pay' ? " how much do you make at th... bar Rachel with tips"? " we'll I make 7.25 an hour and usually about two hundred a night in tips". He sat silent for a bit then said " if we pay you 13.00 an hour would you come work for us"? " when would you like me to start"? " be here tomorrow at 9 am for training"? As she hung up the phone she was very pleased with herself. She would sell. I finally decided to just go for it and moved towards the first guy. When I reached up to unzip his pants he jumped a little bit but then moved forward a bit more so I could reach him easily. I pulled his cock out of his jeans and he was already rock hard so I wrapped my wet lips around the end of his cock and I heard him gasp and tense up once again. I slid my entire mouth over his cock and let his cock hit the back of my throat. He started to wiggle around in his seat but I kept my mouth on. I will try to fill in a little bit. My name is Katherine, but everyone shortens it to Kitty. I was in my Junior year of an art program when I lost my job at Starbucks because of a couple of incidents involving customers who I slightly burned with hot coffee. It seemed to make sense to try stripping. I loved to dance around and I thought it might be empowering or whatever. So anyways, there I am on stage for the first time and yes, I was having a little difficulty with the heels. To be honest,. He ordered more drinks and they laughed, joked and flirted. And it wasn’t long before Paul and Sam were kissing and gently touching. Paul glanced at his watch noticing it was just after 11. Still feeling brave he suggested that Sam and he might want to go somewhere more private and Sam giggled. “Private? Where do you have in mind?” She cooed at him. “My hotel?” Paul grinned sheepishly before Sam reached over and kissed his hand gently. “C’mon then!” She purred and stood up to leave.Thankfully.