Willow brings a room service cart to room 669

After the show, Willow walked naked backstage. The director came out, still staring at her tits.

"You were great out there," he said. "I'm prepared to offer you a six month engagement as our Tiana."

"Sir, I'm naked," Willow reminded him, trying to belatedly cover her tits and pussy.

"That's great. Tiana always loses her clothes. The audience loves it. That's the magic of theatre."

"Can I have some clothes?"

"You are going to take a bottle of wine and a dinner cart up to the guest's room. That's part of the gig. The lucky audience member gets to have dinner with the girl. Remember, your name is Tiana. That's part of the fantasy."

Willow's tummy rumbled. Dinner and some wine sounded great about now. "Still, some clothes?"

The director honked her right tit and then pointed at a wardrobe rack with some skimpy robes. Willow pulled on a satin black robe, got the cart with dinner and wine, and headed up to room 669 to meet Chris, the 40-year old single father that had saved her from the gorilla and groped her ass earlier.