Tuesday, March 8, 2016

Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 17-7

She couldn’t quite believe her own actions as she performed them. She wasn’t like this. She was a straight-laced girl raised by strict parents to follow an exact moral compass. Strip clubs weren’t some place she went and she certainly would never walk up to a dancer at one. But she was doing all of this and she loved it.

Mel slowly peeled the right legging down her body, bending at her knees to not reveal too much to the crowd too soon. She left it scrunched down by her heels, unwilling to remove the shoes to strip them completely off. She had a garter beneath it, but she didn’t move to offer anyone a chance to put money in it the way Sexi Bach had. Instead she just continued to dance slowly and sensually around the stage. By the time Rosa pushed through the other men and women that crowded the stage, Mel was already peeling down the second legging.

Even though Mel had made no eye contact with anyone else in her dance, her vision fell instantly on Rosa. Rosa caught the quick look before Mel returned her focus to her movements on the stage. She raised her left hand in front of her and slowly tugged off the gloves over one finger at a time, slowly undulating her hips as she did so.

As she dropped the glove to the stage, she sauntered down the stage, still moving with the beat of the song. But her movements took her directly towards Rosa. Mel stopped just a foot away from Rosa and made eye contact once again before she started to peel off the other glove, just as she did the first.

It took nearly a minute as she teased the crowd with the glove. But as she dropped it to the stage as well, she finally turned around. Her back now towards Rosa, she bent down and forward. The movement exposed her entire rear to the crowd and left the garter open for Rosa. The crowd whooped as Rosa slid the ones in her hand into Mel’s garter.

Mel caressed her chest as she slowly started to pull herself upright. It was clear she was moving to remove her final piece of clothing, even if the dress looked too tight to ever release her hourglass frame. But just as she started to tug at it, a series of screams rang out from the backstage.

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