All they did was wind themselves round a pole more or less in time to the music and occasionally dance a few steps away from it and back again. Okay, ...hey were naked, but that wasn't so important here. In fact few of the customers seemed to be paying any attention to the dancers. The thought of actually performing naked for people who were paying to see her tits and cunt quite intrigued her.She watched a number of the girls and they all followed the same routine; twist round the pole twice. One killed and one wounded." Yeah, I know. Let's get the dead one loaded on his horse. We'll see if Maddie or Angie either one know him."Kate helped me get the dead man across his saddle and I tied him on. The ride back to the ranch house seemed a lot longer than the ride out had seemed.Angie did, indeed, know the dead man. "He's my cousin Ralph," she said with a disgusted look. "We're in for it now, you know." I'd reckon we are," Rawhide agreed. "Wasn't no getting around it though." What do. Her husband Kishore came in at six thirty winding up his office early for the day, and informed her she could expect the first guest at around eight. Then seeing everything was ready, he poured himself a drink, and then kissed Ranjini on the cheek for getting it all prepared.At nine o’clock the dinner party was well underway with soft music and flash of laser lights, with everyone laughing and generally having a good time the host made sure a temporary shamiyana was erected on the entire. When finally it broke and the shudders subsided, she realised that it must have been the best climax that she had felt in years.*After she had caught her breath and her heart-rate had returned to something vaguely normal, the “oh shit” sensation returned. What even was that? Claire pondered as she straightened her pretty dress and washed her hands.A few moments later she had managed to slink out to the terrace where she lit a cigarette. For a few years now she had cut back so that she only lit.