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 Author: Bookworm Bob
Title: Joanna and the Bookstore (Ch.26)
Part: Chapter 26 - Joanna: Dance the Night Away
Summary: At Bob's suggestion, Joanna sneaks out of the house to return
to the bookstore during business hours in order to help him out of a bind.
Keywords: f(12) solo
This series of stories is a work of fan fiction based on the original
story "Joanna at the Adult Bookstore" by Janus
(/~Janus/).  If you like this, please go back and read
the story that inspired me, and check out some of Janus' other work I'm

sure you will enjoy as well.

   All characters in this story are fictitious, and any similarity to
persons living or dead is purely coincidental.  It is work of fiction or
fantasy, and is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It may contain depictions of
sexual activity involving minors.  If you are not of a legal age as defined
by your government or locality to view such material or if such material
does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.  I
neither encourage nor condone the involvement of children in sexual
oriented acts with adults.

   Joanna 26: Dance the Night Away

   Written by Bookworm Bob (C)

   Joanna and Mary Ann walked down the alley away from the book store, each
with a little extra pep in her step, even though they were both pretty
exhausted after a day of play.  And each again without her panties.  Joanna
had told Mary Ann to leave her panties behind and act as though she had
forgotten them.  Joanna told her the story about forgetting her panties
over there after she had come back that second day, and how much Bob loved
finding them, and that he put them away to hold on to as a keepsake.  Since
then, she had 'forgotten' several pair of wet panties for Bob to 'find',
and each time he told her about putting them away somewhere special.  Mary
Ann thought it was kinda strange, but didn't really care.  She figured
whatever little treats he had stuck in the goodie bag for her was well
worth a pair of pussy-juice-soaked undies.

   Joanna hadn't actually left hers behind, but stuck them in her backpack.
She thought it would make Mary Ann feel less self-conscious if neither of
them were wearing panties when they left.  Secretly she thought it would
just be naughty to be out in public with nothing between her swollen pussy
and the open air except for her skirt.  That first time she walked home
with no underwear on, she hadn't even noticed until she got home.  This
time, her skirt was several inches shorter, and she was fully aware that
the slightest updraft would show off her pussy to anyone looking.  She
liked that.

   They both talked about the things they had done that afternoon, sharing
how good they felt while doing it, both with each other and with Bob. 
Joanna had been afraid that Mary Ann would end up shying away part way
through the day's activities.  But Mary Ann, true to her nature of being
'the wild one', bought into Joanna and Bob's 'club' completely.  She was
almost as eager to learn all about sex from Bob as Joanna.  And Joanna was
really happy now that she could include her best friend in the games now,
too.  Well, most of them anyhow.

   As they approached the corner that they first met at that morning, the
girls gave each other big hugs.

   "Man, I think I am going to bed as soon as I get home," Mary Ann told
Joanna.  "I'm whooped out!"

   "Yeah.  Me too.  I don't even think I am going to get on my computer
tonight.  Just a hot bath, and early to sleep.  Mom and Dad are going out,
so I won't be disturbed..." She was hoping that Mary Ann would get the hint
not to call.  But from the sounds of it, she was just as tired, so she
figured the same would be expected of her.

   One more hug, a little kiss on the cheek, and the two went their
separate ways.  When they got about ten yards apart, Joanna called back to
Mary Ann, "I'll call you in the morning.  Maybe we can go back to the 'club
house' for a while before it opens."

   "You got it.  But don't call too early.  I am going to sleep like the
DEAD!" Again, both girls laughed and then continued on to home.

   Joanna did what just what she said.  Arriving home, she went to her room
and dropped her backpack off.  Her bed looked SO inviting.  She just wanted
to lay down for a few minutes before her parents arrived home.  But she
knew that after the afternoon's games, she must smell like a scene from one
of her porn movies.

   Joanna stripped down out of her sweaty clothes and made a b-line for the
shower.  The warm water felt really good and relaxing to the young girl. 
Add to that the fresh fragrance of the strawberry shower gel and her
shampoo, and she came out of the shower smelling as fresh and as sweet as
an innocent young 12 year old virgin.  Nobody would have thought she had
just spent the day sucking cock and licking pussy.  And that tonight she
would be stripping and showing off her tight young body to strange men. 
Her pussy pulsed just thinking about it.

   She finished up in the bathroom, slipping into a pair of shorts and a
t-shirt, and pulling her blow-dried hair back into a pony tail.  She looked
just how she is supposed to look at twelve years old.  She trotted back to
her room and laid down, falling asleep almost immediately.

   She slept for about an hour and a half before her mother came home. 
"Joanna?" she called up the stairs.  "Are you up there?"

   "Huh?  Um, yeah, mom..." she said hopping out of bed and going to her
door.  "I was just laying down reading and I must have fallen asleep."

   "Oh.  Ok, hun.  I just wanted to let you know that I'm home..."

   Joanna helped her mom make dinner, and the family ate together once dad
arrived home.  They spends a nice, normal evening together as a family
before Joanna's parents head off to start getting ready to go out.  By
eight o'clock, they were heading out the door.

   "Ok, honey, we should be home around midnight, one o'clock."

   "Alright mom.  I'll probably be long asleep, so I'll see you guys in the
morning."

   "Ok.  Love you!  Don't forget to lock up after we go..."

   "I won't...  Bye."

   Once her parent's car had left the driveway, Joanna ran back to her room
to reload her backpack for the evening.  She wasn't quite sure what to
expect, so she packed what she needs for her plan to get back into the
house, some clean panties, plus a few of her 'toys'.

   Before leaving her room, she rearranged her bed, slipping a rolled up
extra blanket under her usual cover to give the impression that she is
asleep if her parents look in when they return later.  Once satisfied that
it looked convincing enough in her dark room, she closed the bedroom door
and headed out the front, locking up as she left.

   This time of year, it was still pretty light outside so she isn't afraid
to walk alone, even into the section of town she is going to.  By nine, she
was at the back door of the shop, ringing the bell.  Half a minute later,
Bob opened the door and brought the underage girl inside.  "Hey,
sweetheart! No problem getting out of the house, I trust?"

   "Nope...  I hope getting back in tonight will be as easy."

   "I wouldn't worry about it.  I bet you have it all figured out.  So are
you ready to get started?"

   "I...  I think so..."

   "Well it's all clear upstairs right now, so go ahead and pick out
something nice up in the Main Stage and get ready.  When you are all set
and in the booth, the one you were in the other day, just lock the door and
I'll know you're ready."

   Joanna can see a few people milling around up in the showroom as she
says ok and heads up the stairs, keeping back as best as she can.  She
hadn't changed her clothes since her nap, so she didn't want anyone to see
the little girl sneaking around where she obviously shouldn't be.

   About fifteen minutes later, an indicator light went off in both Bob's
private office as well as at the front counter, letting Bob know that
Joanna was ready.  He selected the security feed from the camera mounted in
her booth and was amazed at how the girl looked dressed in a slutty neon
outfit, complete with hooker-heals.

   Picking up the phone, Bob pressed a button and made an announcement. 
"Attention Patrons!  I have a special treat for those that are
interested... PIXIE, a new barely-legal dancer just in from LA, is now
available for your viewing pleasure upstairs in dancing booth number one.
Please see me to get your tokens..."

   Up in the small room, Joanna waited.  She had already set everything up
that she needed.  She had her music selected, a few toys placed for easy
access should the need arise, as well a bottle of water since she knew that
all the dancing will make her thirsty...  If she was going to be dancing.
It felt like she has been waiting for an hour so far, just sitting alone.
Not how she had imagined it at all.

   In actuality, it had only been about ten minutes since she had entered
the booth.  And no more than she finished her thought, she heard the booth
door close, and the clink of the token.  It's SHOWTIME!

   The curtain went up and she saw herself in the mirrored wall.  She was
almost taken aback by the look of the hot stripper looking back at her. 
She knew that she looked pretty good in the outfit that she had picked, but
not THIS good.  The glow of the black lights along with the soft shades of
the other lighting really made her outfit stand out in contrast to her
tanned skin.  Her makeup, while not over the top, accented the look even
more.

   Joanna (now known as Pixie when she's in the booth) started the music
and immediately began dancing for the unseen customer behind the glass. 
Her nerves quickly disappear as she loses herself in her actions and her
dancing.  She had chosen music that she knows and likes, and following some
basic instructions that Bob had given her, understands just how to time her
'act' to go along with the curtain timer.

   She spent the first block of time spinning and moving around, flashing
her little titties sometimes, and bending over and letting the patron see
her ass at others, the thong panties she is wearing still hiding the
treasure of her bald pussy.  As the bell chimed signaling the 30-second
warning, she slowly removed her cover and bikini top, fully exposing her
hard-tipped, firm little breasts.  As a final tease before the curtain
closed, she gave each nipple a hard pinch with a twist, sending a shiver
straight down to her pussy.  And down came the shade...

   A moment later, Joanna (Pixie) heard the sound of another token
dropping. Joanna was thrilled!  "Wow, he must have really liked me," she
concluded excitedly.  Since this was her first 'real' client, and one that
actually wanted some more, she decided that she was going to do her best
for him.

   This time she spent more time working on the pole while she danced. 
This gave her the chance to spread her legs a bit more and show the
customer how excited she was getting.  She could feel the hotness in her
pussy as well as being able to smell the slight hint of her juices.  She
couldn't see it in the reflection, but was guessing that there was a wet
spot in the crotch of her thong.

   Again the warning bell, and again time to show off a bit more.  Shaking
and wiggling her ass, she thumbed the sides of the tiny panties and slowly
worked them down her hips, pulling the crotch panel down as well.  She took
them down to about her knees, then moves her legs apart, stretching the
thong in between before bending over and presenting her well-shaped preteen
ass and hairless pussy to the man behind the mirror.  Time is up and the
curtain came down once again.

   This time the curtain barely reached the bottom before another token is
dropped and it came back up again.  Pixie turned and faced the mirror and
the man behind it, stepping out of the thong with one foot, then kicking it
at the mirror with the other.  Now she was naked from head to high-heals as
she danced around the little room and working the pole in the middle.  She
is so turned on right now she could swear her lube must be running down the
insides of her legs.  A quick but subtle check revealed nothing but some
sweat, but figures the customer wouldn't have minded knowing how hot and
horny she was getting in here.

   This time for her finale, she laid on the floor in front of the mirror
and spread her legs wide.  As the final few seconds on the timer click
down, she seductively began to rub her pussy and clit.  She knew the person
could see up close how wet she had become, and that excited her even more.
As the curtain began to fall, she slid her middle finger up into her
well-lubricated cunt as deep as she could get it!

   There was no hesitation from the person behind the glass this time as
the curtain stops mid-way after he deposits another coin.  Pixie wouldn't
have cared at this point either way.  She was so worked up now that she was
going to finish herself off with either someone watching or just by
herself. But she was glad the customer had decided to stay and watch her.
It made it a lot hotter knowing some stranger was there watching her
finger-fuck her little pussy.  She could hear small grunts coming from
behind the glass and knew the guy was jerking off.  Her pussy started to
buzz even harder with the thought of the guy stroking his cock while
thinking about her.  About what he would do to her with his cock if he was
in the booth with her...

   Pixie, who was once Joanna before entering the booth, reached into her
bag with her free hand and pulled out the dildo Bob had given her some time
ago.  She kept up the pace of pushing her finger in and out of her cunt as
she slid the fake cock into her mouth, sucking it and making it nice and
wet.

   The groaning from the other side of the mirror was getting louder and
coming faster.  She was close to cumming herself and bets that whoever goes
off first will take the other with them.  Quickly she pulled the dildo from
between her lips, making a popping sound as it came free, then inserted it
into her slippery wet pussy.  "Mmmmm...  That's it mister...  Oohhh it
feels so gooooood...  Make me cum...  PLEASE!"

   Pixie could hear the man's hand make slapping sounds as he furiously
beat his cock while watching the girl masturbate with the dildo.  "Fuck
yeah, you little cunt!  Fuck that pussy!  Cum, whore...  Hurry up 'cause
I'm gonna cum soon, too!"

   Pixie was a little surprised at being called such dirty names.  The man
doesn't know her...  But she doesn't really care either.  She doesn't know
him, and would never even know it if she saw him again on the street.  The
name-calling turns her on even more and pushes her to the brink.  Two more
deep strokes with her dildo and...  "Ohhh fuck yeah, mister!  I'm
cumming... So good with you watching...  Ahhh...  Mmmmm...  Yesssss..."

   "I'm there too, slut...  Take my load!  Here it comes...  Shit yeah...
Keep fucking your hole, whore...  Don't stop just 'cause you've come...  I
ain't done yet...  Still shooting to you...  Fuck yeah..." The man must
have kept up the language for another minutes as he worked out the last of
his cum, emptying his balls into a disposable towel and getting some onto
the floor.

   As he finished up, they both heard the final warning bell.  Pixie
withdrew the dildo from her stretched-out pussy and discarded it by her
bag. For the moment, she is too spent to move.  She just laid there with
her legs spread to the mirror catching her breath.  She could hear the man
moving around on the other side, then saw her reward slide though the slot
in the wall.

   "Mmmm...  Thanks, mister," she said loudly enough that she knew he could
hear her.

   "Any time baby...  That was the best show I think I have ever seen. 
I'll be sure to tell my friends to get down here, too!"

   "Really?  The best?  That's so sweet!  Thanks again!" She rolled over
onto her front then pushed herself up to her hands and knees, crawling over
to the slot to collect her tip and giving the man one last little thrill.
She was just in time as the curtain fell.  The man must have really enjoyed
the show, because Pixie was holding two fifty-dollar bills in her hand. 
"Wow!  A hundred bucks!  Just for dancing and playing with myself...  Two
things I like to do anyhow!  This might be the best job in the world," she
thought excitedly as she stood up and locked the curtain so she can rest
for a minute and get her room reset.



   Continued in Chapter 27

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