I pulled away and told him he was cheeky and gave a smile. Then he asked if I was the stripper. I tried to laugh it of and told him I knew his dad. I ...ent to the bar and got a G&T and a couple of his friends came over to talk. At first apologising for his stripper comment.I said it was ok and quite a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. All very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough. "I know the actresses with the big silicone boobs get hired! But they get hired to play whores and sluts and bimbos! They don't get serious parts!" But Gwen, isn't every part a serious part to a serious actress?" Carlos countered. "Isn't it true that you've avoided slutty roles because you're afraid you don't have the acting ability to play someone so different from yourself?" No!" she denied. "Of course not! I just have higher aspirations!" So you could play a slut, if you wanted to," Carlos. She had so much `tsoris’With her clitoris,She traded it in for a Packard.There was a young lady from BrusselsWho was proud of her vaginal muscles.She could easily plex themAnd so interflex themAs to whistle love songs through her bustles.There was a young lady of BudeWho walked down the street in the nude.A bobby said, “WhattumMagnificent bottom!”And slapped it as hard as he could.There once was a queen of BulgariaWhose bush had grown hairier and hairier,Till a prince from PeruWho came up for a. . live your own life when I'm not around." Want me to change the sheets?"Again Deshona slowly shook her head. "I kind of like that smell. It turns me on." Oh?" Laura perked up. "Are you getting in the mood again?"Deshona rested both arms on Laura's shoulders and brought her face close. She rubbed Laura's nose playfully with her own. "I think one kiss might get me there," she whispered. "But first I insist you tell me what she meant. Tell who?"Laura's shoulders slumped. She realized that her.