"Would You Like To Play With Me ?"

Debbi began to move towards the pool table. Lawrence called to the excited regulars. "Alright, alright. Get used to it gentlemen. You can look all you want but act casual and carry on as usual. She'll come over to you." Debbi picked up a cue and began lining up shots on the table. People were eager to leer at her protruding behind and her breasts squished up against the cloth. She was acutely aware of being the centre of attention and was experiencing mixed feelings of freedom, embarrassment and exhilaration.

Debbi knocked a few balls around the table for effect, walking around it to reach the cue ball as she did so. Lawrence had been snapping away. "Take your time walking around sweet pea. Stop and pose a little with the cue." Debbi poked her tongue out at him but nevertheless struck a pose. "Grab someone for a game" Lawrence called. Debbi strode confidently over to a couple of slightly scruffy younger lads. "Would you like to play with me ?" she laughed flirtatiously. The pair looked a little astonished and nervously followed her up to the table. If anything, they seemed intimidated by her nudity and gave her an exaggeratedly wide berth as they all took their shots.

"One more game of this, pick someone else Deb" directed Lawrence. Debbi was this time confronted by a sea of imploring gazes as she surveyed the bar. She selected at random an elderly gent in a flat cap that had seen better days, much like himself ! Despite that, he eagerly accepted and as Debbi began reorganising the table, she felt a hand casually stroking her back and thighs. Dirty old man, she giggled to herself. Lawrence was quick to photograph the action. They began to play and in contrast to the previous lads, her opponents hands were never far from her body and the old pervert's face was folded into a constant grin of delight as he gawped at her assets almost as intently as Lawrence's camera !

The game ended and Lawrence said "Pop yourself up on the side of the table Deb. Just have a little sit on the end there, move your legs around a bit." Debbi pulled herself up onto the wooden sides and allowed her legs to part. Lawrence called for her to be given a drink and an eager punter soon arrived to hand her a glass of white wine. "That's it, like you're enjoying a nice glass of Chardonnay" Lawrence encouraged as she leaned back and sipped. "Take it slow. Nice and relaxed. Like you don't even care that everyone's getting an eyeful of your fanny !" he said happily as the regulars looked and laughed and Debbi giggled.