They were our strippers for the bachelorette party. Care to guess who the stripper was for the bachelor one?” one of the ladies asked me while I cam... down Melissa’s throat at last.“That would be me,” another voice joined the foursome, revealing a woman in dominatrix gear, of all things, “I strip, I dominate, and I whore. I do it all. I’m also your sister. Mariamne Koenig, fruit of your father’s other marriage ... his bigamous second marriage to my mother. Mum was furious when she learned of. She was a nice lady.Alvin pulled her inside the small security office, away from the crowd, away from the floorshow. Alex had already seen what those girls were doing on stage. She thought it was cute that Alvin was trying to protect her. They stood in silence, side by side. She wondered if Alvin had a hard on every night, like now.They didn't see the four men walk down the hallway to the room just past the club office. The one with the one-way mirror. They didn't see the trim figure of the. She looked down and repeated, ‘I’m gonna be late,’ before she turned the door knob. And then she was gone, and the door left wide open. I didn’t have the heart to carry the argument outside. I just stared out into the rain, watching the LS430 pull away and out of the complex. I shut the door slowly. I took an early bedtime that night. Besides the fact that Christina was gone, Lauren had left me pretty exhausted. I was almost ashamed at myself for what we had done. But at the same time, I didn’t. Things like this just don’t happen to guys like me.I had slept all day. A product of a busy week and not enough sleep, I woke up about 11pm. Hungry, I realized I didn’t have much to eat at home, or rather nothing I was really hungry for available to eat. Being a Sunday night, there wasn’t really anything open for takeout. Sure, I could have gone to Denny’s or something, but that didn’t seem appetizing to me either. I just bit the bullet, threw on some jeans and t-shirt and headed down to the.