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Nathaniel looked up at me, and said, "Now Gina. Take off your bra, while imagining you're on stage at the pub". I reached behind my back, unclasped my bra and let the straps slide off my shoulders, then held it out towards him. He said, "Gina. You have to walk it over and place it in ...

While all this was going on, I kept telling myself, it's no different than wearing my bikini to the beach. The problem was, there was no beach, and I was the only one wearing a bikini. It felt more like I was giving a speech in the auditorium at my college, wearing nothing but my bikini, but with no...

I kept remembering what I was thinking, when I first agreed to play the game. "So what? You could end up naked in public. Big deal. You don't know any of these people". I pulled down my panties, stepped out of them, then twirled them on my index finger above my head, before stepping off my...

The time was flying by, as I noticed the tip amounts were consistent with the level of intoxication, for most of the customers. The more drunk they were, the better the tip. Not knowing the language, I smiled and kept my female parts on display. My tits, my ass, and of course my pussy. Even on a Tue...

Back in 2005 I suffered from congestive heart failure and spent five days in ICU until they could get all the built up fluids out of my lungs and body. I never pissed so much in my life. The same day I showed up to the ICU a real mouthy attractive woman was there for a medical emergency directly acr...

I instructed Nathaniel to contact his cousin about Saturday night's cruise. I told him to see if we could still go, or was it booked up already. I then followed Phillip into the dimly lit club, and started to take a mental head count of the customers. There were about twenty five men, sitting at var...

It was the summer of my freshman year in college, and I was about to start my sophomore year in a few days. Some classes had already started, so about 25% of the 600 students attending the school, were back on campus. My name is Karen, and this is the story, maybe even a lesson, of how one little (w...

I wasn't sure what method Mary had used to recruit new art students, but it was failing miserably. As the two old women just got up and walked out of the class, I thought to myself, "There doesn't seem to be anyone in the class, seriously interested in art, or learning how to interpret the huma...

I knew immediately Nicole was behind all this by the way she signed the text message. "Your friend from the lake". I started pacing back and forth the small dressing room, when I got an idea. The supply room! I could cover myself with the large sheets of paper used for paintings. I ran to ...

Nicole had given me an idea. Paper towels! I checked to see how may were in the dispenser. Damn it! None! I checked the stalls for toilet paper. One roll was completely empty, while the other had about four squares left. Not enough to conceal anything. Only the dryer on the wall was available to any...