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other, she revealed just a little more each time, but kept her hands over the centers. Back and forth she strode again as she showed more and more of her voluptuous body. Then she turned back to face Billy, giving the audience her back again.
Her breasts hung free as she reached behind her back to slowly unzip the low cut dress. Her hips swung in time with the music. She spread her legs to hold the dress up, but slowly let it drop as she rolled her hips from side to side. Finally, as Billy crashed the cymbals mercilessly, she let the dress drop to the floor and she stepped out of it. Standing there, back to the audience, clad almost only in a G-string that revealed everything from the back and barely covered her fiery red pubic hair in the front, her body swayed from side to side.
She turned back to face the audience, still holding her breasts in her hands. Strutting back and forth one more time, she bent over at the waist and dropped those marvelous breasts free as she leaned over the edge of the stage, revealing two tassels attached to little pasties covering her nipples.
With the crash of the cymbals and the thunder of the drums, she stood up again and twisted from side to side, swinging her breasts to get them twirling in counter-rotating circles. The tassels swung in circles, each in different directions, as she moved her whole body. Round and round went the tassels. The boys in the band watched as they had many times before. Jeez, she was talented. It took a lot of practice to do what she did and it was sexier than if she just stood there naked in front of all those people.
Back and forth, she walked as she twirled the tassels, stopping to give Peter a little kiss. She walked to the other side of the stage and kissed Harold. Sitting next to Larry at the piano, she leaned back to kiss him. All the while keeping those tassels twirling as her breasts jiggled in just the right way.
Finally, she stood up and placed her foot on the piano stool. Slowly, she removed the single, emerald green garter she wore on her thigh. Holding it high, she continued to twirl those ubiquitous tassels. With a grin and a shout, “Here you go boys,” she threw it out into the audience.
As they rushed to grab it and two of them fought over it, she moved in front of Billy’s drums again, back to the audience. Bending over, she slowly removed the G-string, giving the men a full view of her lovely assets from the rear.
As hands reached for it, she threw it out to the audience, too. Now, clad only in her tassels and emerald green stiletto heels, she bumped and grinded her way to the back of the stage, twirling her tassels in a frenzied swirl. Approaching Billy from behind, the tassels framed his face. Lola leaned over and kissed him, then enveloped his head between her breasts. He continued to pound the drums.
For the grand finale, she pulled the tassels and their pasties loose and flung them both out into the audience.
She made one more pass across the stage and back, then she climbed up on the piano and laid down. Stretching over, she gave Larry one last kiss, then she hid her head under that mass of red curls.
The band finished The Stripper with a rousing crescendo.
The audience was on its feet. They wouldn’t stop. Lola had to get up and strut across the stage again, one more time, but she leaned over, picked up her dress and exited the stage, making a run for the ladies room.
The band continued to play for a moment, but Larry finally took the microphone and said, “Thank you. Thank you.” They continued to applaud. “Thanks again. That’s all for tonight folks.”
Finally, they calmed down. Larry took the microphone again, at a signal from the bartender, “Last call. Last call. If you want anything more from the bar, last call.”
That ended the performance. After a while, Lola emerged from the ladies room wearing the emerald dress. She snuck back to their little table in the corner where the rest of the band sat munching on