There was a boom box on the corner of the stage with Stacy’s old iPod plugged into the top of the box.Stacy yelled out, “Number twenty four. Thank...you, twenty three.”The girl who had been dancing flounced off the stage, collecting her clothes along the way. She’d given me a hard-on, but nothing like what twenty-four did next. She came out with some serious sashaying, and swung on the chrome pole. As she did, the skirt she wore swung out and around her, displaying her bare ass to the audience.. I picked up the phone myself andwaited for her to speak. "Please John, just come over at seven as we planned and I'll explaineverything." If I agree will you promise to stop ringing my phone every two minutes?" "YES!" she said enthusiastically. "I'll see you later Darla and please don't call again." I hung up thephone. I looked at the clock and noticed that I still had time for a powernap. As upset as I was with Darla I was glad that she'd called. I thenfound myself wondering whether this was. More

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