Mary raised an eyebrow and then shrugged. Maybe he was just shy, that would probably clear up quickly. This business didn't really cater to shyness.
"You're welcome, hey, after we finish this show, most of them go off and drink. I'm not much of a drinker though, but if you don't wanna go party with them you're more than welcome to come with me. I'll probably just cook a late dinner or something. And that way we can talk and I can let you in on all the gossip." Paul finished his act and was off stage, the MC getting the crowd ready for the next act, which was Mary. "Opp, my turn! Meet me in the dressing room if you decide to stay." She gave him a small wave, straightened her little sailor hat and proceeded onto the stage.
It was quite a silly act, singing a song called "My Honeybun" in her floppy sailor suit to what looked like a broad shouldered workman in a grass skirt and coconut bra. It disarmed the crowd a bit, made them laugh and sort of erased some of the sexual tension that built up. It was a breather, so the crowd wouldn't get too aroused. Which wasn't to say Mary's act couldn't be provocative sometimes, Abe had just caught her on one of those days she wasn't feeling particularly arousing.
This was the first stop in a week and she hadn't realized how hungry she was getting.
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"You're welcome, hey, after we finish this show, most of them go off and drink. I'm not much of a drinker though, but if you don't wanna go party with them you're more than welcome to come with me. I'll probably just cook a late dinner or something. And that way we can talk and I can let you in on all the gossip." Paul finished his act and was off stage, the MC getting the crowd ready for the next act, which was Mary. "Opp, my turn! Meet me in the dressing room if you decide to stay." She gave him a small wave, straightened her little sailor hat and proceeded onto the stage.
It was quite a silly act, singing a song called "My Honeybun" in her floppy sailor suit to what looked like a broad shouldered workman in a grass skirt and coconut bra. It disarmed the crowd a bit, made them laugh and sort of erased some of the sexual tension that built up. It was a breather, so the crowd wouldn't get too aroused. Which wasn't to say Mary's act couldn't be provocative sometimes, Abe had just caught her on one of those days she wasn't feeling particularly arousing.
This was the first stop in a week and she hadn't realized how hungry she was getting.