I had always wondered when do they strip, because this pole baffled me. its existence and placement were just baffling, because no one really used the...dancefloor and no girl stripped: this was no premium whore house, with sparkling beverages and Naked women on the strip poles, no. This was a regular ol' pick a girl and fuck place, or grab a drink in the meantime. So I made my way to her, music banging, and my heart racing out of my chest. She was fiddling with her phone as I approached.. "She stopped pacing and flopped down in the chair, looking at him with an unreadable expression. She ran a hand through her hair and looked away. "I'm sorry, Kevin, but I can't." Why not?" Because..." Come on, Cassie. You weren't putting up a fight a few minutes ago. What's changed between now and then?" He could clearly see that her nipples were still aroused and pointing against the silk of her robe. He imagined if he were to slide his hand up between her thighs right now, he'd find her as. ”“Hey Selena.”“Hey Pam. Jim and I were just talking about the trip to Cancun. Te quiero ir mucho.”Pam thought how nice it would be to be fluent in Spanish, like Selena, when they went to Mexico. But she had been assured that most everyone spoke English at the resorts. “Yes, I can’t wait to leave. In fact, we were just going to get some clothes for the trip. You want to go?”“No thanks. I have an appointment to get a Brazilian wax. Bet they can work in another if you want to go with me?”“No. Guess there must be some kind of entrapment precedent that if you are asked if you are a cop and you lie the crook gets a get out of jail free card. I nodded my head 'No' again."I can't hear you." Jay spat as if I was trying his patience."No, I'm not a cop. What are you guys doing?" I sounded like a fucking cherry goody-two shoe.Jay's pissed off demeanor seemed to melt away a little, "Just providing a service." He grinned wickedly.Holly shit! Hit up in the restroom at a rest area for some pot?.