The start of a busy day.

A spend the next half an hour wrapped up in Piya’s arms as we lie facing the windows. The breaking dawn slowly transitioning through the colour spectrum on the bedroom curtains. A deep red becomes a rosy pink and then a brilliant yellow. I watch as the changing light reflects on the smooth skin tones of Piya’s satin-smooth skin. Her tanned brown skin becoming pale mahogany as the daylight begins.

Piya runs her fingertips absently along my forearms where I have her held to me from behind. Her cascading hair mostly contained under my chin as I kiss her shoulders and neck. The morning serene and peaceful until it’s broken by a sound behind us.

Yui has rolled from her side on sleeping position to be lying flat on her back. The change announced to us when she snorts and starts to snore in the most unladylike fashion.

Piya has to cover her mouth to keep from laughing, not that the noise would break through the sound of Yui. I stifle my laughing my burying my face into Piya’s neck.

“My God! Does she always do that?” I ask Piya having known Yui much longer than I have.

“Only when she’s truly exhausted,” Piya tells me still giggling.

“She sounds like a…” I try and think of what sort of noise it exactly is.

“Kwai,” Piya fills in for me, “it means buffalo in Thai but it’s rude as well. Yui wouldn’t sleepover for two months after I called her that so don’t say it to her! She’ll know it’s me that told you.”

“Kwai,” I say, trying out the word as Piya rolls to face Yui and I. As Piya looks over my shoulder at the snoring Yui I ask, “should we wake her?”

Piya presses her long lean body to me, kissing me on the lips igniting my passion. Her hand slides down to my eagerly inflating cock, “you woke me up already. You could always try ‘poking’ her awake.” Piya squeezes my shaft as she pauses on the word poke.

“Mmm good idea,” I say before I return Piya’s kiss and slide my hands to her beautiful tight little bum lying half across me.

“Could you get me a glass of water first dear?” Piya says with a pout as she breaks our kiss, knowing full well she has me wrapped around her little finger already and will do whatever she pleases.

“Of course, baby. You thirsty?” I ask getting up.

“I’m going to use it to throw on Yui if you don’t wake her up.”

I think Piya is only joking…

Downstairs in the kitchen, I am filling up a glass with cold water from the fridge when I notice my phone on the kitchen bench. I hadn’t brought it upstairs with me, a little distracted with my company. The screen is lit up having just missed someone ringing me. I pick it up, unlock the screen and am shocked to find over twenty missed calls from around 4 o’clock this morning. All of them from Dawn.

Dawn has never rung me before. She’ll send me a lewd message on messenger when she wants to hit on me but not this. It must be important so I call her straight back. She picks up immediately.

“Hey Dawn, whats…”

She cuts me off immediately, “Thank God! You answer at last. I need help!” Dawn is very agitated and speaking incredibly fast.

“What is it, Dawn? Just calm down so I can hear you,” I say trying to get her to relax.

“It’s Aor. She passed out. We’re at some skeezy guys house,” she tells me, slowing down a little that she has got me.

“Ok just tell me where you two are and I’ll come get you.”

“I don’t know! We didn’t drive and my phones almost out of battery,” Dawn says panicking again.

“Ok, ok. Just drop me a location pin and I’ll find you that way,” I say.

“Oh! That’s good thinking.” I can hear the relief in Dawn’s voice that a rescue will be on the way. “And please don’t tell the girls. Aor will be really embarrassed.”

I promise Dawn I won’t let Piya and Yui know and head back upstairs with the glass of water to get dressed.

Piya immediately knows something is wrong when I get back inside the bedroom. “Everything alright?” she asks as I give her the glass of water. Her wonderful caring nature just one of the many things I love about her.

“Just some problems at work. I’m going to have to go unfortunately but Ill see you tonight?” I say giving her what will have to be a kiss goodbye for now.

“It’s Holly’s hen’s party tonight but we can see you afterwards,” Piya tells me.

Shit! I’d completely forgotten about that. Double shit! I’d forgotten Holly had talked me into being her male stripper for that. I haven’t even got a costume or anything organised for that.

“Afterwards sounds great,” I tell her in a little bit of lie. Piya will be seeing much more of me before that.

Outside Piya’s house, I see that Yui’s car is the easiest to get out with hers being parked along the roadside. I think Dawn and Aor’s situation calls for urgency so duck back inside the house to switch out my set of keys for Yui’s. Her car is a modern little compact but I have to put the seat back at least a foot to be able to get my knees under the steering wheel. Yui is definitely a midget or drives like a grandma with her eyes close to the wheel.

I follow the pin Dawn dropped for me to a house in one of the wealthier suburbs in my city. the place sure to have uninterrupted views of the river from his backyard. I hope Dawn has led me to the right place as her phone is now off when I try and call her from out the front. I walk up to the house through a wrought iron gate into an immaculately manicured garden. The house has a giant front door that stretches up to the roof on the second floor. I try the doorbell but can’t hear anything so knock loudly on the heavy wooden door.

With relief, the door is pulled open almost as soon as I have knocked by the welcome, if bedraggled, sight of Dawn. The Thai teen is wearing a very tight and very small bright red club dress that only just comes to the top of her thighs. It’s definitely something Aor would own. Her large tits lift up high and would have been shown to perfection if it weren’t for the very obvious staining all down the front where someone has been copiously sick.

“Thank God you’re here!” Dawn says in relief at my arrival and begins to lead me into the large well-appointed house and up the stairs. “Aor’s this way,” she tells me as I can hear a man ranting in what I think is Italian from somewhere on the ground floor.

Dawn takes me to the master bedroom and I see Aor strew all over a king-size bed with great big chunks of brightly coloured sick all around her and through her light bronze hair.

“Jesus!” I almost gag at the smell in the room, “what the hell happened to you last night?”

“I’ll tell you in the car, just get us out of here!” Dawn says as I go and pick up the **** Aor.

Carrying Aor back downstairs, Dawn does her best to keep tucking Aor’s tits back into her deep purple dress that is a clone of the one she is wearing. The ranting man from before in a red and black bathrobe has now come to the entry foyer and is yelling at Dawn and I as we come down the stairs.

“You sluts have ruined my sheets! You need to pay for them!” he yells. It’s lucky I have my arms full with Aor or I would be sorely tempted to knock him out for calling my friend's sluts.

Dawn turns to yell right back at him, “and you need to stop wearing so much after aftershave and get rid of all that chest hair, you big fat Wog!” before she slams the door in his shocked face.

I settle Aor into the backseat of Yui’s car and quickly drive off. As Dawn starts to fill me in on the events of last night, I agree to bring the pair of them back to my apartment so they can clean up and give Aor a chance to recover. Dawn tells me that after leaving the pool party, her and Aor got dressed at Aor’s house and then went to some clubs. Aor and Dawn had countless guys coming up to them, thanks in no small party to their gorgeous looks, incredible bodies and tiny little dresses.

“But even with all these cute guys, Aor wasn’t interested in any of them. She kept blowing them off which was annoying because I was like, hey let’s get some action but they kept buying her drinks and she was getting more and more drunk until that fat Wog guy talked her into coming home with him. I don’t know, he tried to start something with Aor but she started throwing up everywhere so he wanted to try with me instead but I stuck my finger down my throat to make myself sick too because, eew, look at him. Anyway, he freaked out and I locked him out of his room and tried to call you but you didn’t answer,” Dawn finishes her rambling account of last night.

“I’m really so sorry I didn’t answer Dawn and you had to go through all that. I was caught up with the girls last night,” I try and apologise.

“Yeah, I should have guessed you would be. Man, I was so horny after being in the pool, I bet you were too,” Dawn says looking me up and down as I drive, “I thought Aor would be awesome with guys but she’s really bad.”

When I pull up in the car park at my apartment building, Lucy my next-door neighbour is getting groceries out of her car as I lift Aor up out of the backseat.

“Oh, you poor thing!” she exclaims as she sees Aor who is just being to come to and starting to murmur some words. “I’ll go and get your door open for you. You’ve got your hands full.” Bless her, she dashes off to open the door to my apartment with her and Barry’s spare key. Holding it open for me she asks, “is there anything I can do?”

“Lushy!” Aor slurs having up managed to get her eyes open at the sound of voices.

“I think we’ll be alright. She’s just going to have one hell of a hangover later,” I tell my neighbour. “There is something I might borrow off Barry later though.”

“No problem, dear. Just let me know,” she says closing the door behind the three of us.

Inside I carry Aor to my bed and with Dawn’s help get her out of her soiled dress and into one of my shirts to sleep in. I get Dawn to fetch a big bottle of water from the fridge for when she wakes up. I put a bucket beside the bed also just in case Aor goes to throw up again.

Leaving the door slightly ajar so we don’t disturb Aor’s recovery I tell Dawn she’s welcome to stay at my place if she wants to keep an eye on Aor.

“I’m meant to be working at The Loft tonight,” Dawn tells me.

“I’ll give Jessica and Holly a call and see what they can do if you like?”

Dawn agrees and I pull out my phone to give the girls a call. Jessica is the first to answer her phone. I fill her in on Dawn needing to look after a sick friend but leave out the part of it being Aor.

“Damn! We’re short-staffed already with you and Holly and the hen’s night. I could ask Becky if she wants the work. She’s got waitressing experience, right?” Jessica says immediately thinking up a solution to the problem.

“Sure you can just roll over in bed and ask her,” I say teasing Jess on the time the three of them have been spending together lately.

“Ha, ha. Very funny, fucker. Becky stayed at her hotel last night if you must know. There would have been fewer people in our bed last night then yours I’m sure,” Jessica shoots back.

Three to two. She’s got me there. “Hmmn, maybe.”

“Knew it,” Jessica gloats, “Alright I’ll give Becky a ring. Thanks for letting me know about Dawn. Enjoy the hen’s party. Go make a mess of my future wife!”

Getting off the phone I let Dawn know she has the night off. She’s grateful but wants to get out of her dirty clothes and have a shower. I show her the bathroom and get her a couple of towels. While she’s busy, I duck out and knock on Lucy’s front door.

“Hi, dear. What was it you wanted to borrow?” Lucy asks me when she answers the door.

“Hi, Lucy. Does Barry have an old police uniform I could borrow by any chance?” I ask. A cop is always a good idea for a stripper, isn’t it?

“Not planning on robbing any banks, are you?” Lucy asks with a smile.

“I’m trying a quick career change as an exotic dancer,” I tell Lucy, honesty is the best policy after all.

Lucy bursts out laughing at that. “I don’t think Barry will mind that at all!”

Lucy leads me into their apartment and to Barry’s wardrobe. Hanging up is a number of freshly pressed police uniforms. Barry is a bit taller than me and a lot wider around the waist but there is something that catches my eye in the very corner. An old TRG uniform all in black, our version of SWAT, from when Barry was younger and fitter.

“Oh, that should fit you nicely! Barry hasn’t worn that in 15 years and it doesn’t have any name tags to take off either,” Lucy says when she sees what I pull out.

I promise to return it when I’m done but Lucy insists I keep it. Dawn is still in the shower when I get back so I hang the uniform in my spare room for now and head to the kitchen to make some lunch-breakfast for Dawn and I. Neither of us has had anything to eat yet. Sandwiches are on the table when she comes into my living room holding just a white towel around her gorgeous teen body. Her long black hair sexy, wet and messy over her shoulders. A sensual look on her face.

I look up, a bite of sandwich in my mouth that I quickly swallow. “Don’t even think about doing the falling towel trick, Dawn!” I warn her knowing what might be next on her mind.

Dawn look turns to anger at being caught so soon into what she planning. She stomps her foot before saying she needs to borrow some clothes too and storms off to my room.

Dawn returns a little while later in one of my business style shirts tied together and knotted under her full breasts as well as a very small pair of football shorts I own. She has done well to make herself still look incredibly sexy in a male’s wardrobe!

Choosing not to comment, I offer the food to Dawn and we sit down for a relaxing rest of the day together. Sometime later in the day I check in on Aor and she is awake but feeling a little sorry for herself. She thanks me so much for coming and getting her, saying she is a massive pain in the bum. I tell her it what partners do and urge her to get some more rest. Her son is being looked after by friends so she has nothing to worry about besides feeling better. I get her some Panadol she asks for and leave her to sleep letting her know Dawn is going to keep her company tonight if there’s anything she needs.

In the early evening, Dawn takes a turn to cook making a nice simple fried rice dish before I have to get changed to go to the hen’s night. I find an old pair of black work boots in my cupboard that will go with the uniform. I assume a male stripper should really wear a thong but I don’t have one. I do have an old pair of speedos from my school days that are pretty damn small now that will do. The best thing about the uniform though is a balaclava that I find tucked into the inner pocket of the tactical vest. I leave it off for now and let Dawn know that I’m leaving.

I wish I hadn’t.

“AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!” Dawn shrieks when she sees me in the police uniform.

“Dawn!”

“Arrest me now officer! I’ve been naughty,” she tells me skipping over to me with her hands together for imaginary handcuffs.

“Dawn!”

“Frisk me now! I’m hiding **** in my pussy,” Dawn tells me as she presses her back to me and pulls my hands up onto her full breasts, squeezing me against her hard nipples.

“DAWN!”

“Is that your gun I feel sticking into me,” she says reaching back to grab at my cock.

“Get off me,” I tell the horny teenager pushing her away from me and distancing her grabbing hands.

“Where are you going like that?” Dawn asks as she jumps onto the couch on her hands and knees facing me.

“A fancy-dress party,” I lie. Not telling her about me stripping or I will never get away from me.

“Let me take a photo of us. Please!” Dawn begs.

“Alright but no showing it anywhere until after tonight. It has to be a secret. You promise? I mean it.”

“I promise. This one is all mine!” Dawn agrees racing to get her phone that has been charging in my room.

Coming back, she places her phone on a bookshelf that is facing my couch and runs and strikes a pose. “Pretend you're arresting me.”

The pose she has chosen is her bend completely forward over the back of my couch with her arms together behind her back. I take a hold of her wrists and step in behind her, quickly glancing down to see my borrowed shorts have risen up to be engulfed in her perfect teen backside. I wait for the flash to go off as Dawn starts to push her arse back into me.

“Just take the damn picture already!” I snap as Dawn starts to grind her pussy against my groin in a very sordid manner.

“It’s a timer. You have to wait,” Dawn informs me.

It must be the longest timer in the world as Dawn has plenty of time to rub herself against me. I must admit it feels pretty incredible to have the licentious little teen grinding herself against me and my cock soon become very hard and stiff. Eventually, the flash goes off. I hope you can’t see my cock straining against her snatch in the photo.

“Finally!” I say able to move away if I so choose.

“Ooh, I was almost there!” Dawn groans in disappointment.

Should I stay where I am and help finish her off? Wait, what the hell am I thinking? I have a hen’s party to get to.

{Author's Note: Wow! 250 chapters and not running out of steam yet! I have to thank all the amazing readers for your support and encouragement. I love reading what you have to say and your 'likes' are so incredibly motivating for me so please remember to like this chapter and any others to come! Let me know what you want to see more of. (Should this little Dawn tart finally get stuffed?!)

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