.. hypnotic. Without looking around, Trish could tell that every set of eyes at the party were on Rose. And even though she had never been even remote...y interested in girls, Trish had to admit that her dancing was very ... alluring.As the stripper threw her head back and forth in time with the beat, her long black hair flew one way and then the next. Trish watched the motion, entranced, before moving her focus down to the girl’s face.Was that a ... nose-ring? In the past, Trish had always. Her smile wasn’t merely a pleasantry, but instead a coy tease for the gawkers. And boy, were there gawkers. He took a swig of his half-empty beer. Cold. Nice and cold.“I don’t know Neil, there may be too many witnesses.” Adam held an uncertainty. Scanning the room he saw boozers, businessmen, and gym rats who were probably shootin’ steroids up their butts. “So we wait for them to leave. Or rather, for her to leave. Man we’ve been vettin’ her fer a week. Why are you hesitating?” Neil leaned. ’ He stated in a tone that broached no argument and his face was stony and hard. She could even see it in the darkness. Again in another sign of further dismissal, he got up from the bed and went into the bathroom closing the door loudly behind him. She sat there silently in the dark, reeling from his dismissal on a subject that she thought was so important. She couldn’t figure out what hurt worse: his easy dismissal on the baby subject or the way he abruptly up and left her there with no. Wondering what his dick would look like. Would it be big, long, short, and fat? Would it be pale, pink with blond hair, or was it as tanned as he? How would he feel? All of those things crossed my mind.The more I saw Wayne, the more appealing the idea of sleeping with him became. Wayne was sexy and would be even cuter if he would just cut that damn piece of hair that serves no purpose other than making him look older than he is. Wayne had arms and legs for days. He carried himself being.