“No, Pam!” Ellen exclaimed, “You’re not going to tell her the story.”“Why not, Ellen?“ Pamela’s face had changed into a frown.“Becau...e I would like to tell her that, but not now. It’s just too much information for the poor kid.”“Hey,” said Natalia a little shocked, “I’m not a kid!”Ellen looked down as she realized what she just had said. She sighed before she continued with a hoarse voice, “I’m sorry Natalia. I’m afraid I’ve let myself go a little too much.”Natalia closed her eyes trying to get. I didn't care if all the bugs were dead. It looked nasty and I wasn't going to put up with it. I had my job cut out for me.I got burgers and fries made up by dinner time in the corner of the galley that I'd managed to get clean enough for my satisfaction. I still had the fume hoods to clean so it didn't smell clean, but I was getting there. Then we really needed to empty out the walk-ins and steam-bleach them. I'd need help for that.Lunch and dinner times became our de-facto group meetings. " Damn I didn't realize you had been here that often. Well that should have given you plenty of time to compare the young girls of Savannah with those of Philadelphia." Yes sir and they compare very favorably. I don't know if the difference between the warm and the cold weather has an affect but the Savannah girls seem to me to be softer and easier to get to know." In the biblical sense I'm sure. It's been nice talking with you Jamie and I hope to see you again," John said as he picked up his. During that time, she had led those men to a sexual frenzy, dancing provocatively along the stage, shaking her enormous bust and rounded buttocks at inches of their faces.As usual, it had been a good night for her. Hundreds of bucks had finished on her thong and bra. Her popularity as stripper among the men that filled “Red and Blue Dancing Club” was not only due her curvaceous 5’ 7’’ body, or her rounded 42HHH breasts (They were implants, but never mind), or the erotic, sensual way in which.