“Penny for a kiss, Missy,” The urchin said. “A shilling for me bum and a sovereign gets you anything you want.”
But the door was opening and they were being ushered in. She took a last look and the pretty beggar mouthed the word ‘anything’ at her. The throb of drum and bass reverberated through the walls now and with Becky leading her by the hand they passed through a lobby where they dispensed bags and coats at a counter and then made towards two pretty hostesses, one holding a tray of glasses, the other with a similar tray but with her top open and her very large, firm breasts resting on it.
“?” said Hostess One as they took their welcoming drinks.
“Or milk?” smiled Hostess Two as Kerry gawped at the heavy, taut t**s. She was dragged away from this entrancing sight and led into a low
