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Cheerleader confrontation; Governor Daphne flashback.
I wore white ankle socks and black patent straps going for the "Dorothy" from the Wizard of Oz look. Underneath I wore a frilly pushup bra and a thin thong.
"Are you sure you're eighteen?" Butch asked.
Butch was interviewing me in the sparsely furnished Starlight Entertainment office.
"I am nineteen." I assured him.
"O.K. Let's see what you can do." He said turning on the CD player.
Bump and grind music began blaring from the speakers. I started gyrating in front of his desk.
As I moved suggestively I hiked the hem of my skirt up so he got a good look at my almost bare hips.
In a few minutes the music ended.
"O.K. Take your gear off and let's have a look at you." Butch said.
I knew if I hoped to get the job I would be expected to show off my wares. Indifferently I slipped off my dress.
Butch watched interested as I took off my bra revealing my 36C breasts with their large pink nipples. Finally I stepped out of my thong.
"You will have to trim that." Butch said nodding towards my natural bush.
"Can you suck cock?" he asked.
"Is it part of the job?" I asked.
"It's part of getting the job." Butch smiled.
So if I wanted a chance to make money stripping I would have to blow him. No big deal.
"Get it out." I give in.
Butch produced about eight inches of thick cock for me to suck on. I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth.
"C'mon, I'm not your boyfriend." He said grabbing the back of my head and ramming his cock down my throat.
"Open your mouth I am going to cum." He warned.
He wanted to see his jism spurting onto my tongue. Submissively I opened wide in time for him to see me get a mouthful of his cum.
I went home with my first booking. Pandora's was strip joint down in the north end of town frequented by truck driver types smoking Export "A"s and wearing cowboy hats.
I went though my lingerie drawer putting together an outfit for my d__but. Much to my father-in-law's delight I modeled several skimpy and sheer items for his opinion.
I had one more thing to look after, my bush.
"How would you like to trim my pussy for me?" I asked Joe.
You would think I asked him to fuck me.
As he watched drooling I peeled off the skimpy pair of bikinis I was wearing.
"Just a little off the top." I laughed.
Joe took the scissors in one hand and clasped a lock of my pubic hairs in his other. Carefully he snipped until my cunt hair was trimmed into a neat "vee".
"O.K., go ahead." I told him.
I was already wet when Joe's finger slid into me. All of his fussing around my pussy had started my juices flowing.
"Just this one time!" I said as I lay back on the couch.
I guess you could say it was a sympathy fuck. I did not come but by father-in-law doused my ovaries with the family seed.
I followed a blonde well past her "best before date" on the stage at Pandora's. The place was about half full of horny howling guys. Nudity was allowed, the only rule being one item of clothing had to be worn at all times. If you were showing your tits your pussy had to be covered and vice versa.
By the end of my first piece I had displayed my bare tits to the house. As the second piece played I revealed my freshly trimmed pussy for the audience's approval. During the final song I alternated between tits and pussy shaking it all in the guys' faces.
I received a hearty applause as I left the stage.
"It's from that guy over there." The bartender said as he set the drink on the bar.
My benefactor was a middle age sandy hair man wearing a business suit unlike most of the patrons. I indicated my thanks to him.
"My name is Norm and I really enjoyed your dancing." He said as he sat beside me.
"Thank you." I said politely.
"Are you available for private performances?" Norm inquired.
"What did you have in mind?" I asked interested.
"Say a hundred dollars?" he offered.
A hundred dollars for ten minutes.
You have a car outside?" I asked.
I had twenty minutes before my next set.