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Subject: AMATEUR NIGHT 2/4
After dinner, Craig looked at me expectantly.
"I'll go look, but I won't decide till later." I said. He grinned and
hurriedly drove us to the lounge. At the entrance, a bouncer told us
about the cover charge. He asked if I was interested in competing
for the $500.00 prize. Craig said that I might be but we wanted to
check it out. He said that we needed to check in with the manager
at the bar by 10:00 if I wanted to enter. He explained that the
competition did not start till 10:30, and that the regular girls worked
before that.
The room was semi dark and the music was loud. I clung
to Craig instinctively as we entered the room filled with men. I
could see just a couple of women in the crowd. It was not dirty or
seedy. The men were mostly young, and only a few looked like
they should be driving around in pickup trucks with gun racks. We
worked our way to the bar and I could just barely see the stage area
between all the men (there must have been over 300 of them!). The
stage was well lit from track lights that hung down similar to the
disco we had ben to on Saturday night. No one was on the stage
and most of the men were milling about. Waitresses scurried about
(fully clothed, but in short cocktail outfits). We found a small table
for two at the bar when two men got up and left. We could see the
stage. Although not the best sits in the house, they would certainly
be adequate for our needs. A waitress came to our table almost
immediately and took our order. This wasn't too bad but I didn't
want to be too clear headed if I was going to go through with this.
The waitress swiftly returned with the drinks and Craig ordered
another round.
We both swiftly drank the first and the second had just
arrived when the stage lights dimmed. We could barely see the
curtain move and then a spot light came on. A very well built
blonde was on the stage. She was dressed in a dark blue velvet
dress and was wearing matching gloves that ran past her elbows.
She had a matching set of pumps on her feet. The room
momentarily hushed in anticipation. The music came on loud. It
had a disco style beat. The girl started moving on the stage. She
danced down the runway and back. She was not bumping or
grinding, no pelvic thrusts or anything. She looked like she was
just dancing like I might. Then she pulled one glove off, and then
the other. She threw them to the back part of the stage out of reach.
She turned her back too the crowd and lowered her hands to the
hem of the skirt. She slowly raised it up her body and finally took
it over her head. She turned and faced the crowd. She had on
matching black bra, panty (more of a g-string), and garter belt set.
She danced around the runway and returned to the back part of the
stage. She turned her back to the crowd once again. The straps of
her bra fell down her arms. Her bra must have had a front hook
because she pulled both cups to her sides.
The crowd hooted and hollered as she threw the bra aside.
She turned around and we could see her large breasts. She had very
large pinkish nipples. She danced around the runway and shook her
chest at the men. Again, she returned to the back of the stage. Her
back once more turned to the audience, she unsnapped her g-string
and threw it to the side. The crowd was really getting loud. She
turned and faced the audience. Her pussy lips were completely
shaven and she had a small blond thatch over her pussy. She took
her time dancing around the runway, pausing in front off men so
they could get a closer look. She danced some more in the middle
of the stage as the music came to an ending. She took a bow as the
crowd applauded enthusiastically. She grabbed her clothes and
went behind the curtain. She came back twice for curtain calls.
The next dancer was tall and dark haired. She was well
built (but not as well built as the blond had been) and had a dark
tan. Her dance was similar and soon she was down to a white
g-string (she had been dressed all in white). After she removed it, I
was intrigued to see that she too had her pussy lips shaven. She had
her remaining hair cut into the shape of a heart. Also, here tan did
not have any lines in it. She looked incredible. Craig was obviously
enjoying the show (my hand reached into his lap and found him
solid). It was getting close to 10:00 and decision time.
Craig asked, "Well, do you want to give it a try?"
"I don't know, there are so many men." I replied.
"But you don't know anyone here, you'll probably never
meet any of these people again." he countered.
"Good point, Promise you won't tell anyone ever." He
quickly nodded his head. He signaled our waitress, and when she
came, he ordered another round and asked her if she could send the
manager over so I could sign up for the contest.
The manager was late thirties, early forties, with a slightly
receding hair line. "Great, now do you want to join the contest?" I
shook my head yes. "Okay, now I need to double check your I.D.
again (we had been carded as we entered). I showed him my
driver's license.
"Looks okay, now here is an application. Fill it out and I'll
take you back stage. You won't be allowed back stage (he had
turned to Craig) though. One of the girls will help you get set. We
have extra costumes and they'll explain the rules and tricks. There
are five other girls tonight and they are already back there getting
ready. You'll go on last to give you time to complete the form and
get ready. I'll be back in a minute to pick this up and take you back
there." He left the table and talked with the bartender.
The application was pretty straight forward. It just wanted
basic information (name, address, etc.). Most of it was taken up
with a disclaimer relieving the bar of any responsibility for about
anything that might happen. My hand shook as I signed it.
The manager returned and I handed him the form. I left
Craig and followed the manager back stage. Some of the men
turned and looked as we walked to the door. Another girl was on so
they didn't look long. Backstage were a couple of small rooms.
The first, he called it the costume room, had three racks of exotic
looking clothes. The tall brunette (with the heart shaped hair) we
had watched earlier put her head in the door. She was wearing a
plain white robe.
"Shelly, I want you to meet Pamela, she's going to be in the
contest tonight. Do you think you can get her set up?" the manager
asked.
"Okay Gene, when does she go on?" she replied.
"She'll be last so you'll have a little time." the manager said
as he headed out the door.
"Hi, you a little bit nervous?" Shelly asked. I nodded.
"Don't worry, you'll do alright. They will like you." she said
looking me up and down. "Let's find something good for you to
wear. What's your best color?"
I replied, "White" as we stepped in front of the racks.
"I thought so, its one of my favorites too. It highlights a tan
so well.", she said.
"Your's is certainly nice . It must come from living at the
beach.", I said.
"Yes, I know a nice little private beach.", Shelly
commented.
"I'd love to go there sometime. Where is it?" I asked.
"Sorry, its tough to find and you have to have permission to
go there.", she replied. " Now we have to get started. We start at
the end and work backwards." she said as she opened a drawer on a
chest. "Here's a garter belt, some stockings a g-string. The belts
adjustable and the g-string has velcro so it can adjust to most any
size. It also makes it easier to take off." Shelly said demonstrating
how both sizes could be release in the air. "What size bust are
you?" she asked.
"34C" I replied.
She opened another drawer and started searching through
bras. She finally pulled a white one out and handed it to me. "It
hooks in the front to make it easier. Now change into this and we'll
find something to go over it." I started taking my clothes off.
"When you get out there, make sure you smile. Dance all you want
and have fun with it. The crowd picks the winner and they can tell
if you are just going through the motions. Make sure you are at the
back of the stage when you take anything off. That way you can
throw back to side and it won't disappear into the crowd. Anything
you throw to the crowd, Gene will make you pay for. Also, be
careful you don't get to close to the edge. We once had a girl who
fell into the crowd. Not a pretty sight."
I had taken off my blouse and bra and was about to put the
white bra she had picked out for me on. "Hang on one minute. A
little lip gloss well help highlight your nipples." Shelly handed my
a jar from one of the tables. I stood in front of a mirror and applied
some brown gloss to each nipple. "Let me help you with the bra. If
you don't get it on right, it'll rub the gloss all over and they would
look worse". She helped line the lacy, semi sheer bra up as I put it
on. "Now you are not allowed to let anyone touch out there. We'd
lose our liquor license." I was actually relieved to hear that. I had
taken my shoes off and was removing my jeans. I had piled the
clothes on an empty spot on the dressing table.
"You'll have about five minutes so don't go too slowly. But
don't take it all off too quickly either. I can't teach you pacing in
time but we will have someone in the wings who will yell out the
time remaining in minutes. Don't count on be able to hear them
though. If you are doing it right, the crowd will drown her out." I
had slid the g-string on and had adjusted the belt. I slid the white
stockings up my legs and connected them.
"Stick to the basics. Don't try anything fancy. I'd leave the
stockings and garter belt on. Some girls try to take them off too,
but it takes up too much time and it takes practice to make it look
graceful." I stood up.
"Okay, lets find something to go over that. I know just the
thing." Shelly disappeared behind one of the racks and came back
with a silk white night shirt. "The lights work so well on this. All
you have to do is unbutton it down too. No muse your hair taking
something over your head."
Suddenly, an especially loud roar came from the crowd.
"They must be starting." Shelly said looking over her shoulder into
the hall. I had been a little self conscious of the open door as I
changed, but had only seen an occasional women pass by (including
the girl who had been on stage when I came back stage. She had
passed by still naked, carrying her clothes.). I put the silk night
shirt on and buttoned it up. The music resumed outside so the first
contestant was probably on stage. My stomach flip flopped.
Shelly must have noticed my tenseness. "Relax, you'll do
great. If you feel yourself freezing on stage, just look up into the
lights. Then you won't be able to see anyone. No one is going to
force you to do anything you are uncomfortable with. Lets go to
the dancer's lounge and wait."
Shelly handed me a short robe which I rapped around
myself. We exited the room (I was glad I had left my purse with
Craig). As we walked down the hall Shelly said, "Don't let the
other girls intimidate you. A couple of them do this fairly
regularly, trying to win the money. Its actually tougher for them as
the men like new faces."
We entered another room. It had mirrors and dressing tables
along one side and a couple of old couches. There was also a small
wet bar to one side. Shelly took me there and poured me a glass of
white wine. There were four other girls in the room, all wearing
robes. The girl who had been on stage and that I had seen walking
down the hall naked, was now robed and sipping a drink and
smoking a cigarette at one of the dressing tables.
Three girls were sitting on a couch. Shelly took me to the
couch and said, "Hey girls, we got another entrant. This is
Pamela."
I said hello to each of my three competitors (the other was
already on stage). The first, an unbelievable good looking blonde
with a big chest introduced herself as Lisa. They must have had to
check her I.D. twice as she looked no more than eighteen. She had
on a black wraparound skirt and a silk blouse. It was obvious that
she had a black bra underneath. The second girl was a mid thirty-
ish brunette who looked a little out of place. Her name was Ellen.
She was not particular well built and was a bit hippy. She looked
really nervous and her drink shook in her hand. I was willing to bet
she was a housewife on vacation whose husband had put her up to
this. She was dressed in a blue dress that had a zipper down the
front. The third girl looked to be in her mid twenties. Her name
was Karen. She had light brown hair and a tight body. She had a
red teddy on and red stockings.
Shelly took me over to the remaining dressing table and
helped me with my make-up. The blonde that Craig and I had seen
first, popped her head in the door. "Okay Karen, your up." Karen
rose and followed the blonde out of the room.
A minute latter the crowd noise rose. The first contestant
must have finished. A moment later, a petite blond entered the
room, wearing a robe and carrying her clothes. She set the clothes
down (some sort of pink dress) and grabbed a drink. She said "hi"
to Shelly but ignored me.
Shelly whispered, "That's Elizabeth, she one of the regulars
I told you about. The other one is Lisa. Lisa nice but stay away
from Elizabeth. She likes to play mind games."
Ellen was looking more nervous. She was to go on next.
She had put down her drink and was tightly holding her hands
together.
Shelly finished up with my make up and stood back to
admire the results. "Beautiful! Okay your going on last. After
your done, pick up your clothes and come back stage. All the girls
will be waiting for the judging. We will give you a minute to put
the panties back on. Then put the robe back on and all of you will
go back on stage. They will hold the judging. Usually, when they
call your name, you step forward and open your robe. You don't
have to because the judging will already be over, but most everyone
still dose it. Take a bow and return to the line. They then announce
the runner ups and the winner.
The winner is expected to dance for another couple of
minutes, and then gets presented the check. The other contestants
move back stage. Any prize money for runners up is presented
when they are announced. Only the winner waits until after her
encore. Once back stage, everyone is free to dress and leave. Your
welcome to hang out back here if you want but no men are allowed
back stage. We'll be at it until two. Sometimes, if someone been
really good, and they want to do it again, Gene lets them dance a
regular set with us." Shelly said.
The blonde put her head in the door and called Ellen. Ellen
shook as she rose and walked like she was headed to the gallows
out of the room. The blonde gave a nod to Shelly.
"Okay, I've got to go help Teri. Are you going to be all
right?" Shelly asked.
"I think so." I responded. I was beginning to feel a little
more relaxed.
"Good luck. Okay Lisa, I don't think Ellen is going to last
to long. Why don't you come out to the wings just in case." The
two girls left. I went over to the bar to freshen my drink.
Karen entered the room, blushing and looking quite flush.
She had on her robe and had a red pile of clothes in her hand. She
dropped them on the couch and went straight for the bar.
"How did it go?" I asked as I poured her some wine and
refilled my glass.
"Great! They were yelling and clapping. I couldn't believe
how excited I was." Karen's voiced cracked as she spoke. She
took a gulp of the wine and sat down. I was wondering if she was
going to faint.
The crowd noise had dropped off and the music had
stopped. It was too soon for Ellen to be done. The crowd cheered
and the music started up again. A minute later, Shelly came in.
"Pamela, you're next. Wait a couple more minutes and then
go out to the wings and wait with Teri. Good Luck!" she said.
"What happened to Ellen?" I asked.
"She got about half way through and froze. Don't worry,
you'll do great! Lisa will have the crowd all warmed up for you."
Shelly said. Looking at the other two girls she added, "Get ready
for the judging."
Elizabeth reached over to clothing pile and pulled out sheer
white panties. She stepped into them and pulled them up her legs.
As she pulled them up, I caught a glimpse of a completely shaven
pussy. Karen had put down her drink and was rummaging through
her pile. She pulled out a red g-string, similar in design to the one I
was wearing (velcro on both sides). She pulled it under her robe
and fit them on.
I decided to use the bathroom quickly before I went on. I
had a good bit to drink and didn't want to have any accidents. I
went into the small bathroom that adjoined the room. I decided to
test the g-string and pulled both sides, just as Shelly had shown me.
It came apart in my hands just like it was suppose to. I finished and
walked out to the hall. Teri signaled me to join her at the end. I
walked down the hall. In the costume room, I saw Shelly trying to
comfort Ellen who was crying. I hurried along to Teri.
Teri shouted onto the stage, "Two Minutes." I looked out
behind the curtain. The crowd had grown and they were cheering
Lisa on. I looked onto the stage and saw Lisa. She was just
returning to the back part of the stage from the runway. She was
down to her black panties. She came over to us and pulled the
curtain around the lower part of her body. Her hand swiftly pulled
the panties down and she threw them over her shoulder onto the
stage where the men could see them. A big cheer went up and she
turned her back on the crowd and danced out to the middle All the
crowd could see was her behind but Teri and I had the perfect view
of her front.
Lisa had firm, large breasts with big pink nipples. She had
a pink pussy with a fine patch of blond pubic hair. She was
unbelievable. She turned and faced the crowd. The men went wild.
She danced up the runway, gyrating her hips and give the men a
good view. Teri shouted, "One minute!", but the crowd noise was
probably drowning it out. I had been feeling more relaxed, even
excited. But now my stomach was tight and new fears were
entering my mind. I wasn't sure now that I really could go through
with it. The music came to an end and Lisa stopped dancing.
"The Lovely Lisa, lets give her a big hand for coming out
here tonight." a microphone voice said. The crowd cheered as Lisa
took a bow. The stage lights went out and she quickly retrieved her
clothes from the stage and headed for us.
"Great show!" Teri said as Lisa came backstage. Lisa took
her robe from a hook behind us and put it on.
"Thanks, they're ready tonight." she replied.
"Hand your robe up and get ready, they are about to
announce you." Teri told me. I put the robe on the hook.
"Good Luck." Lisa said as she headed back down the hall.
"Go get them", Teri said as she gave me a small boost out
on the still dark stage. I stepped to the center. The moment of
truth had arrived.
CaroleAT@aol.com
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