Stripped: Chapter 3c

Start with Chapter 1 He was gone. God damnit. When did he leave? Did he even see my titillating exhibition? Oh my God, what if I looked like a total idiot up there, dancing my brains out for some guy who wasn't even watching? No, I knew I didn't look stupid - the applause still … Continue reading Stripped: Chapter 3c


Stripped: Chapter 3b

Click here to start with Chapter 1 I sashayed out there with the confidence of a woman who just eye-fucked Tom Hardy. I threw myself into the dance, those deep and probing eyes haunting my subconscious. Whoever he was, he was watching, and I was going to give him one hell of a show. Each … Continue reading Stripped: Chapter 3b