Sasha was a singer, and was telling her friend Trish some of her experiences in her job and the people she had met. “I know I seem to be in an exploitive industry but I like being looked at; it sends a charge right through me from my brain down to my toes. It charges my body like an electric shock from my ankles to my groin and then keeps going until it reaches my boobs, which always seem to respond by going hard and making my nipples go erect. I don’t mind the customers looking at me because that is what they pay for; so I dress to give them a bit of a thrill. Some of them come so close to the stage so they can look up my dress, so I always wear pants or a thong in neutral colours so they don’t know whether they are seeing the real me or not. to confuse them I have met all types of owners and managers where I sing and most of them think that because they had bought my singing voice they also had bought my body with their own wild fantasies thrown in. They are all different. There is the “smoothie” who dressed in the latest teenage fashion although his shape makes him look ridiculous, splashing his money about trying to impress me by buying me drinks hoping that I would agree to go back to his flat. And the “ I’m going to the top” type; who was at present just managing the club for a friend until he comes into some money that was being left him from some distant Aunt. Then there was the “God’s gift to everyone” man. He had the right look. The right clothes. The right body shape. But he was usually Gay. He didn’t appeal to her at all. Then there were the “Trannies.” They were fun to be around. They dressed beautifully and usually had superb figures which they had spent a fortune on. Ordinary people would not pick them straight away but would think there is something different about that woman without realising what it was. I fell in love with one for one night in Broome, she suddenly burst out. Donielle was her name and she was part Japanese with beautiful eyes and face. I didn’t mean to be attracted to her at all, it just happened one night at an after show party. The party happened spontaneously; suddenly the band decided to stay and play for themselves and most of the patrons had gone home. There were just a few stragglers and the bar staff and a few of the hostesses. There were not enough blokes to go round so girls danced with girls and we shared the men who could still move for themselves. The band had moved into sensuous and slow music and most of us had a go at singing although not all of them were professionals. When it was my turn to sing I chose some of the oldies like It had to be you and The very thought of you. I noticed that Donielle had moved to the centre of the floor and was dancing for me as I sung. When someone else took over my spot I drifted onto the dance floor and we found ourselves dancing like a couple. She was showing herself off to me as if I was a male. Her beautiful eyes were eating me up and I started to be aroused by her looking at me. I could feel my breasts getting fuller and the sensuous feelings were coursing down my body to my velvet interior. I couldn’t help feeling quite hot and bothered and it surprised me to think that it was a woman which was getting my whole person so ready for love. We drifted into holding one another really close and moving our hands up and down each others bodies. When Donielle lifted her arms up in the dance I could see that her breasts were not confined by the usual wrappings, but swung free and moved as she moved. I slipped my hands down her back and under her arms. Her full breasts pressing against my invading hands. She moved her head close to me and we sank into a full-on kiss with no holding back. I enjoyed it immensely. I had never kissed a woman so intimately before. Our tongues became invaders into each others mouths. My hands now found themselves coming together between us and rubbing her enlarged nipples. We both were now fully aroused for each other and after I had cupped her breasts, she moved her pubis against mine. I could feel the prominent bump rubbing against me opening my sensitive lips and so I pressed my clitoris forward to feel the sensations from my partner. We were in a space of our own. Both of us highly aroused and pressing our bodies so close together from breast to hip, that there was no room between us. We ground our bodies together bringing us both to a breathless orgasm. We cried out inside each others mouths and I am sure the rest of the crowd around us did not know that it had happened to us.
We both took off for the loo to tidy ourselves up and change our make up.