Get ready for the stage

With her experience just minutes ago, Destiny didn't really feel like being company for another guy. Not just yet at least. She decided to do one more act on stage, but knew that if she wanted to do that she had to persuade one of the girls to give up her spot. 

  Destiny walked from the floor towards the backstage dressing room. The door was on the side of the stage and as she passed she could see Bella, the Latin beauty on all fours with her pussy fully exposed and right in the face of an old man. He looked as if he was going to have a heart attack, but instead he just moved forward and pushed a finger into Bella's pussy. Destiny smiled and shook her head as she entered the dressing room.

  Backstage was filled with a number of buxom young girls. Some searched frantically for a costume to wear, others stretched out their legs and practiced their moves, but most sat around applying make up or chatting casually about their latest John or sexual escapade. Destiny walked towards the large board that had the nights line ups. Destiny's name had been crossed off since she had performed earlier, as had been a number of other girls including Bella. Destiny looked at the next name on the list. 

  "Fukmei," Destiny said coming up behind the other stripper who sat in front of her mirror applying make-up. She put a purple eye-liner beneath her oriental eyes before turning.

  "What's up Destiny?" Fukmei Moore (Aka. Shellie) said. She was from Japanese decent with a nicely toned body and dark hair. Her cat eyes were green and fit her beautiful face nicely. Fukmei and Destiny had been friends since Destiny started working at the club. In fact, Fukmei had recommended the plastic surgeon that gave her her own 36 DD breasts. But since Destiny was slightly shorter, she opted to go a cup smaller than her friend. 

  "I was wondering if I can take your spot on stage? I don't want to be around any more John's tonight, but I still gotta pay my rent." Destiny said while fixing the strap on her bra.

  "Sure. I heard about what happened. But just so you know, you owe me one." Fukmei gave Destiny a wink and playful slap on the ass. Destiny knew what owing Fukmei meant and expected that sooner or later the nympho stripper would take her payment from Destiny's tongue.

  "But if you're going now, you can't go with that outfit." Fukmei mentioned as she casually sat on the desk top and leaned back. Her large breasts pushed out against her bikini top.