Andrea put on her tiny school teacher's outfit, with a big slit up the side, exposing the pink thong she was wearing, and the shirt open, her breasts almost busting out with her cleavage and a barely there bra underneath. She sighed as she thought what she was being paid for: dancing on poles for older or younger men that she didn't know in the underneath wear and even less. She was told she could earn more money if she brought up a guy from the audience and made her dance with him. She thought of the money and sighed as she pulled at one of her blonde braided pigtails and wondered who would come in that night.
"This is the place!" Joey exclaimed as he smiled and stepped up to the door.
"I don't know why you insisted we come along with you," the rest of the guys sighed.
"Come on! You guys are too uptight, this will help you loosen up!" Joey and the rest of the guys walked in and sat down, waiting for the opening act, a young girl named Andrea Marsiglio.
Andrea took a deep breath as she fixed her bra and picked up the wooden ruler on the chair next to her that she would whack guys with and stepped out of the backstage area and started to dance.
As the guys watched, Lance and JC actually watching, Justin whispered to Chris, "She looks way too young to be dancing here."
"Yeah, she looks like she's still in high school," Chris replied.
Joey was listening in as Justin said, "Even if I didn't have Britney, this chick's still hot."
Joey was thinking as he turned back around as Andrea ripped off the top and the bottom of her school teacher's outfit and spoke, "First lesson," she grabbed Joey's collar and dragged him up on the stage, "When you get in trouble, in the old days, they used to give you a spanking," she started to slap Joey's ass with the ruler and Joey went along with it.
She turned around after that and smiled at him, thinking that he was really hot, but she couldn't really see his face, and she looked out in the audience, who was hollering and whistling and was looking for the guy that raped her and sighed that he wasn't there as she continued, "And if they're really bad," she pushed his shirt up all the way up his chest, "They need to be spanked more," she spanked him some more and started kissing him up the stomach and the chest, lightly going over the muscles of his stomach.
Joey was panting; she could tell it, and she could tell she was going to get a lot of money. She backed away from him for a minute and pulled his pants down. He saw the guys' jaws drop as she did the next line, "And if they're really bad," she ripped the bra off, "they have to stay after class and stay with the teacher."
Everyone went up to the stage and tried to grab her as she made the ultimate move; she grabbed Joey's hands and placed them on her breasts, sighing in terror, about ready to cry.
She heard massive hollers and screams and whistles from everyone but the other guys as she guided Joey back down off the stage and bowed and grabbed the clothes and was escorted off the stage. Joey was left there, speechless.