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by Carol Queen
“. . . you can put on a show for them too,” Daniel finished for her. “Some of them like to watch.”
“Anybody’ll get into watching,” said Lila, “if you give them something to see.”
Lila began unbuttoning her tight, clingy sweater. A black lace brassiere slowly emerged, and she wiggled her shoulders just a little in the crowded booth, just enough movement to get the sweater off her shoulders. This caught the eye of a dancer, who drifted closer to their window, looked in at the three of them, smiled, and began to dance.
Abby didn’t know which way to look. The dancer wore almost nothing—just high black heels and a black boa made of fuzzy Marabou feathers. She teased her nipples with it and pulled it oh-so-slowly between her legs, so it covered, and then revealed, her neatly trimmed pussy. Abby had never seen anything so sexy. Except maybe Lila—who stood right next to her, breathing warmly on her neck and leaning back into Daniel for support. His hands came up and caressed her lace-covered breasts, making Abby want to reach for them too.
“You can touch,” Daniel whispered. “I told you, they like it when we put on a show.”
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