I found myself admiring her body in the same way I have admired the models in any sex magazine. While I had never had an experience with another woman, I'd wondered what it might be like—and how Helena's body would look. As she reached me, she stood on her tiptoes and gave me a hug. Her perfume was musky and filled my head. I returned the hug, enjoying the way her body felt against mine and her soft hair against my face. She ordered a drink and sat on the barstool next to mine, crossing her lovely legs.

As we talked, I kept trying to steal discreet glances at those legs. Her skirt kept riding up enough for me to see the skin above her stockings, and mis was getting me very excited. Feeling a little flushed, I took a second glass of champagne. Before I had the chance to embarrass myself further, the doorbell rang. Wanda went to the door and stepped outside for a moment. When she came back in, she asked for everyone's attention and announced that the entertainment had arrived. She put a tape in the sound system and dimmed the lights. Through the door came two young men dressed in business suits. They were tanned and appeared to be very well built.

The first young man walked to the center of the room while the second waited his turn. One by one, they put on a high-energy strip show as we all hooted, whistled, and generally misbehaved. Eventually, each of the guys was down to a G-string. Eager hands stuffed money into their elastic waistbands. When the men were finished they slipped into the bedroom to dress while we girls cheered wildly.

Helena and I continued to talk for a while, but I soon became aware that being with her was making me feel uncomfortable—not in a bad way, but giddyish. I was pretty worked up by the show we'd just seen, and Helena's outfit wasn't helping a bit, so I smiled, stood up, and excused myself, saying that I was going to mingle a little...

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