CHAPTER 5
Linda did her midnight bottomless show. As usual, there were a lot of men drooling over her behind as she wiggled it. She thought she ought to focus more on the breasts. If they wanted to screw them, it wouldn't be half as painful as if they slid it up her asshole.
When she had finished bending over and wiggling her behind for the anatomy connoisseurs at the bar, she turned around and began massaging her bosoms. She tweaked the n*****s and then she caressed them.
One of the girls caught on that she was changing her act. The girl came over to her and objected.
"You're a bottomless dancer, baby, and don't you forget it," she told her angrily.
"Look, I have tremendous bosoms," she declared flatly, "and if I want to display them, that is my f*****g business."
"You said it, hone
