They both dressed in simple woven pants and blouses that looked faded and well worn with lots of pockets. He tried on several pairs of soft soled shoe..., which were really moccasins, until he found a pair that fit. Then she led him into a corridor that was crowded with people, most of them thin and sinewy."Follow behind me and don't lose a step, even for an instant," Kay said.Ferro asked a question but didn't get a response. Most of the people weren't curious about the stranger in their midst. And I nodded my head yes to reply. I could hear him getting undressed and approaching me. I was already damn wet because of the excitement and his husky voice but also equally nervous. I could feel his first touch which ran around my thighs, and I clinched as he first touched me. He again said in his husky voice" is this your first time? ". I nodded yes. And he reolined back by saying" this is going to be fun".I was still in my uniform and so he started to unbutton my shirt. He said to touch. The warm up went well although Abby kept losing her panties as they slipped down due to the size, I told her not to worry and if it would make it easier maybe she should take them off, she was a bit reluctant but then Lisa suggested that we all take our undies off so that Abby wouldn’t be embarrassed. It didn’t feel too bad and after a few minutes all thoughts of the nakedness went and I sat back in my chair to watch the girls do the first exercise, they stood with their backs to me and then. Right. What we had were two booths, really – one for the men and another for the women. The walls were plywood with black curtains for doors. Nails on the bare studs served as racks for hanging clothes and accessories. Two bare light bulbs in each booth rounded out the features. When we were getting ready before a performance, we would all be talking animatedly. Cries of, ‘Where’s the murder weapon?’ or ‘Has anyone seen my dustpan?’ or even ‘Cigar! I need my cigar!’ were so common that we.