Shocking Exposé! Secrets Revealed!

A Latina with long, wavy hair peeked over her shoulder, and Abby could see a statuesque African American woman across the stage, looking over their way.

"Abby, when you said 'My turn,' what did you mean?" asked Lila in that dreamy, turned-on voice. "Do you want to play?"

Abby nodded—she would have said something too, except Lila's lips covered hers right away, soft and wet, licking and nibbling in one of the most arousing kisses Abby had ever experienced.

"Abby," came Daniel's whispered voice right next to her ear, "open your eyes!"

Doing so, Abby saw two of the dancers kissing each other right through the window, almost like they were mimicking the show they saw in the little booth. Also, impossibly large and close up, Abby saw Lila's lashes, the waves of her dark hair. She let her hands range along Lila's body, touching everywhere she could reach, her hands sometimes finding skin and sometimes the texture of Lila's clothes. She could fit the cheeks of Lila's ass into her palms—they seemed just a little bigger than her breasts—and she touched naked skin when she cupped them, because Lila wore no panties. Behind Lila stood Daniel, his cock hard beneath the fabric of his pants. Abby touched him too. How much could they do in here? She whispered the question.

"As much as we have room for," said Daniel. "We might not actually have quite enough."

"But we live right around the corner," said Lila.

"That way we don't have to worry about running out of money for the machine."

So Abby gave herself up to the pleasures of touching them, and feeling two sets of hands on her, until the time she'd bought with her twenty ran out. They left a little gaggle of dancers bending down to wave through the slowly closing window.

Lila and Daniel really were bibliophiles. Their apartment was a tiny warren of bookshelves with a big bed. Abby dropped her book bags inside the door and stepped inside.

Author's note: The Lusty Ladies now own the place! As of July 2003, the exotic dancers at the Lusty Lady Theatre (where I used to work, back in the day) are San Francisco's newest worker-owned cooperative business. Congratulations to them!

Excerpted with permission from Dirty Girls: Erotica For Women Seal Press, April 2008.