Post by MONA LISA DRAGOTI on Feb 14, 2012 22:45:21 GMT -5
They called her Moaning Mona, a good name for her profession. She was good at it too. Being a lesbian stripper really had some perks. For one, people paid you more if you danced with the other girls, and for two, she didn't care who saw her body. Once in a while, for a little extra money she'd let them touch her. And so many people paid that extra for just a touch.Who wouldn't?
Her body was perfectly formed, all the right curves in all the right places. Long curls flowed down her back, and generous breasts made her a popular favorite among all the clientele. Not to mention her smart mouth that would whisper dirty things for a little extra change.
In fact it was almost time for her to go on now. Siting at her dressing table she applied the bright red lipstick and eye shadow. The heels she wore tapped on the floor as she pulled on her costume and got ready for her show. The lights were dark and the music perfect. As the name Moaning Mona was called out she stepped on the runway.
The straight jacket only held her breasts and arms with a black g-string for bottoms. 6 in heels in white completed her outfit. All that was left on her was a white a white mask with small bars in front of her mouth. She strutted herself down the runway until she was pressed against the bar, to wait for "the help" to arrive.
Her body was perfectly formed, all the right curves in all the right places. Long curls flowed down her back, and generous breasts made her a popular favorite among all the clientele. Not to mention her smart mouth that would whisper dirty things for a little extra change.
In fact it was almost time for her to go on now. Siting at her dressing table she applied the bright red lipstick and eye shadow. The heels she wore tapped on the floor as she pulled on her costume and got ready for her show. The lights were dark and the music perfect. As the name Moaning Mona was called out she stepped on the runway.
The straight jacket only held her breasts and arms with a black g-string for bottoms. 6 in heels in white completed her outfit. All that was left on her was a white a white mask with small bars in front of her mouth. She strutted herself down the runway until she was pressed against the bar, to wait for "the help" to arrive.
