Maybe we should just let the police work this out.’ She started to dial the phone. ‘No! Please.’ She looked over at me as if surprised I’d spo...en. ‘Are you sure I can’t just…’ But I knew there was no point offering money again. This woman had enough money; that was obvious. It was pose for her smutty photos or talk to the police. ‘Who would see these photo’s …. If I agreed.’ I stammered, blushing furiously. ‘I’ve never posed nude before, not for anyone.’ She folded the phone and put it. She started out looking very scared, which made her seem even more innocent and sexy. She walked down that narrow walkway to the stage, really nothing more than a slightly raised platform. When she got there, she stopped and started dancing. My beautiful wife danced and gyrated her hips to the music while she caressed herself with her hands. Her face gradually transformed from a frightened grimace with her eyes half hidden to her shiny lips curling into a half smile. By the time her hands began. She moved her big gaand around my cock searching for her pen and she got it after a while.Then she said, “It is such a hot day today, I am feeling very tired and hot. Would you mind if I take off my saree?” I was shocked at this statement and lightly nodded my head. She then took off her saree and was just in her blouse and the lower part of her saree. She kept her saree aside.Now my teacher’s navel was fully exposed and I could see every inch of her sexy smooth stomach. I was so horny by then. “You know my mom’s kinda been in prison in Arkansas, right?”“No, I didn’t know that.”“Sadly, that’s the way it is. She and her boyfriend got arrested the day I met Alan. Anyway, I’ve been writing her and haven’t gotten a single reply in five years. Is there any way you can find out if she’s still in prison?”“Gee, Tina ... That’s a horrible story,” he said with a pause. “I think I know somebody who can check. Can you get me information? I need her name, for sure. Social security number if you.