I looked down and away. "But you.....you are still useful."I looked back up at him. He was smiling now. His gentle, round face glowing with mischief. ...I want to make Golden Kitten hot again."Golden Kitten was an old run down strip club with pool tables and daily buffet. Mainly Mexican and Black hangout it had been in business for barely 5 years before Joe shut it down. "I am turning Golden Kitten into a hot nightclub. Girls from the set can go there after work to relax and make some extra. “Aunt Em!” Tracey screamed and breathlessly continued, “the book from your dishy fiancé, did you read it?”“Yes, well, no, not exactly. I skimmed through someone else’s book before he started talking about it and showed some slides. I was in tears it was so beautiful a presentation. So I bought the book and Daniel signed it as a gift for you.”“So you never saw the inscription?”“No, it should just be something like, ‘To Tracey, from your Aunt’, I think. Really lame, I was caught on the hop and. She wondered what people were thinking. Her pussy was getting wetter with each step. She started to feel a little juice making its way down her leg. She panicked - can people see the wetness? Can they smell her? How embarrassing.He stood at the end of the platform watching her walk slowly toward him. He smiled softly. As she approached him he said, "Nice slut. You look fuckable. Now get into the car while I put your bag in the back". She got into the passenger side of the truck and he put her. She stands there for a second, unsure about whether she should continue stripping. A shy exhibitionist. She holds her hands over the cups of her bra, an extra layer of privacy. Then suddenly, grabs those cups and pulls them down to flash her tits at the camera, before turning around and bending over laughing.She reaches up and unfastens her bra, removing it altogether, and lets those big round boobs loose, they sag and spread a little. Big puffy nipples that cover almost the entire areola. She.