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Threads: The Island Chapter 3

Date: 9/28/2017, Categories: Fiction, Author: xmistiex, Rating: 75.6, Source: sexstories.com

us, but if it's just someone who looks like her then the girls might still be at Club Boca at twelve." "She said that Sahara can't swim, and definitely wasn't at the waterpark today." "You should get her over for a dance," Casey suggested. "You can ask her yourself." "I'm waiting for her to be done with those guys," Kyle explained. "Fuck that shit," Ed said getting up. "I'll go get her." "Fuck no!" Kyle said quickly while Casey grabbed Ed's wrist. "You're not exactly Mister Tact-And-Diplomacy, Ed." "So? She's only a stripper and I know how to talk to strippers." "Yeah? What about the four guys she's talking with though?" Casey pointed out. "Man, you're such a pussy," Ed stated. Much as Kyle didn't like to agree with Ed on much, what he said was true. Casey would avoid any kind of potential physical confrontation and if one happened he was off like a scalded cat. He had no problem talking with women, but if there was other guys nearby showing an interest he'd avoid them like the plague rather than risk starting something. "Ed, have a seat, man," Kyle said. "I'll get her as soon as she's done with those guys, okay? Besides, there's no big rush. We don't have to be at the club for another hour." "Yeah, man," Casey added. "It's probably not even her anyway." "Whatever, bitches," Ed said, taking a seat and opening another of his beers. They sat there for another half an hour while Sahara took three of the guys individually in for dances, with Kyle biding his time. Ed disappeared ... for another two lapdances and Casey went for one. Another dancer approached Kyle but he declined the offer and after that the dancers seemed to leave him alone. By the time Sahara returned after the third dance and the fourth guy at the table declined a dance with her, Kyle was about ready to hop out his chair and go over but she turned and looked right at him and then strutted over. It was so bizarre, he thought to himself as he saw absolutely no flicker of recognition on her face. "Hey, gorgeous," she said as she sat on the arm of his chair, and he knew there and then it wasn't Julietta. It was her voice. It was different. A completely different tone. Different accent. More husky and a little more Southern than Julietta's Manhattan twang. "Your name's Sahara, right?" Kyle said, more for a way of starting the conversation off. "That's right," she nodded slowly. "A little bird told me you're looking for some quiet time with me." She didn't ask a question but made it a solid statement. "Yeah, see today I was at a waterpark and I met this girl." "And she teased you, am I right?" "Not exactly," Kyle replied, a nervous smile on his face. He couldn't get over how much she looked like Julietta. "I met this girl and you two are unbelievably similar. I thought you were her." "Well I don't have any sisters, and I wasn't at any waterparks today. I was too busy working on my all over tan," she said, making every word sound seductive. "Want to go to a private room so I can show you it?" ...