Angel on the Stage

These gestures, which nobody took seriously, were followed by a shrug of her shoulders, as if in resignation. For the rest of that song, she alternated between facing the audience and shaking her luscious breasts and strutting forward and backward on the stage. As she strutted, Angel kept one side to the audience, and bumped her virtually naked hip and buttock out at them, while half of her pants continued to flutter about her legs. Just as the music ended, she twirled her way off the stage. Once again, she blew kisses with her free hand and promised to return. The audience greeted her announcement with thundering applause and stamping their feet, and otherwise showing her their appreciation and love.

Angel caught her breath and rested for the ninety seconds she had available. She was glad that the hot pants, being unzipped as they were, fit even more loosely in the front. Her clit, fully erect by that time, seemed to be trying to rip a hole in the garment. Angel knew she would be removing it during the next number, and her rather peculiar G-String, the last garment she would be wearing, was made of very stretchy material and would let everybody see her erection swing and bounce freely.

The music started again, one of the additional stripper songs that Bertie Capp had been instructed to play, and Angel undulated back out onto the center of the stage. She was holding all parts of her hot pants in place again, but that imitation of modesty wouldn't last very long. After a few seconds of bumping and grinding and rolling her shoulders to toss her breasts to and fro, she released the same side of the garment, with the same results as before. This time, there was no pretense of shyness as she continued her gyrations on the stage. A minute later, her fingers released the other front part of her hot pants letting them flap down in front of her. Seconds later, she pulled the garment free and waved it around as she had done earlier with the bustier, before tossing it aside the same way.