She knew the stripper

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The bachelorette party was a success, and most of the bridal party was celebrating being a smaller dress size, since most of them had gone through bridal boot camp. Half were wearing skimpy tank tops, the other half very short skirts, depending on what they figured their best asset was. It wasn't like they were going to run into any of the men they worked with, so everyone was flaunting more skin than usual.

Makayla was only different in the fact that she didn't own any revealing clothing, so in comparison she looked like a school marm. She wasn't paying much attention to the entertainment, she was keeping track of the bride's drinks. She didn't mind being the brides maid this time.

It was only when she did look up that she received the shock of a decade, she knew the stripper. The more shocking was of course that he didn't seem to recognize her, and she took great pleasure in tucking bills into his jock strap. She briefly wondered if he was gay, and knew there was only one way to be sure...
 
I was doing my usual side gig of dancing for women for money. I am a full time student and I am dancing to put myself through school. I enjoy seeing all the women get all horny for me but I can't stand skanks. I don't want to get some disease so I usually just lead them on and collect tips.

As I am shaking my muscular ass I see a cute girl that is dressed pretty conservatively. She looks like a nice girl and doesn't seem totally comfortable. As I am dancing I catch her sneaking a look at me and I pretend not to see her. I am bothered by her familiarity but can't place her face.

After dancing for the bride I start to focus on you. As I get a closer look at you I recognize you from....
 
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