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Chapter 8 by Brickhouse Brickhouse

What does Olivia decide to do?

Just nap in the tent without bothering to take her clothes off.

Olivia was gently rocked awake by Stacy.

"C'mon sleepy head, the fun's started" She said, leaving the tent again and waiting outside.

Olivia groaned and then clambered out of the tent. After a few stretches she followed her four friends down to the stage. She was cursing herself for saying it was a good spot now, the walk was just too far...at least, that's what her complaining feet were telling her. At least the ground wasn't unpleasant to walk on, it must've rained at some point, even though the air was still very hot the ground felt quite soft...if she were barefoot it would probably even feel a little muddy...

Handing in her ticket Olivia was surprised when her and her friends were led to pretty much the very front of the stage, behind a barrier of course, but they were almost the closest people to the performers.

After a while the girls had seen three groups go up and perform, each were amazing and convinced Olivia she'd made the right choice in coming.

Then there was the next performer.

There was no group this time, though two stagehands quickly moved a couch or...something onto the stage...it looked like red leather and was very ornate.

Then she walked on stage. The crowd went wild when they saw her, Olivia's jaw dropped...

The performer was beautiful, there were no other words Olivia could think of that would describe her. But she was almost flawless, with long brown hair, an athletic frame...her tan skin was covered in lingerie...a lace bra, panties, corset...the works...she'd be barefoot if it weren't for the stockings.

She made her way to the centre of the stage and smiled, waiting for the applause to die down a bit.

"I'll need someone from the audience for this" She said into a mic "Hm, someone from the front here..."

Hands shot up here and there, none from Olivia's friends though, Olivia herself was almost frozen.

"I...think...you..." She said, pointing right at Olivia. Almost in disbelief Olivia pointed at herself, the woman nodded.

Taking a deep breath and with help from one of the members of security Olivia climbed over the barrier and made her way onto the stage, taking her place beside this goddess of a woman.

Lowering the mic she now addressed Olivia "What's your name sweetie?"

Olivia melted "U...I...Olivia..."

"That's a pretty name...now Olivia..." she lent in to whisper into her ear "We're gonna do naughty things on this stage, are you okay with that?"

Is Olivia okay with that or not?

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