Alicia strutted across the stage, the 'shirt' of her sexy healer costume being finally undone and tossed out into the crowd. She lowered down into a crouch, her hands sliding down her stockinged legs that were spread wide for the mens' view, and her shoulders rotating to better show off her cleavage. She smiled playfully and winked at the nearest bloke before rising back up and moving to the pole that stood behind her.
It was unusually busy for a Sunday, but perhaps she shouldn't have been so surprised, as with so many having disrupted sleep due to dreams, it was only logical that so many men would want to distract from their problems, even the night before having to go back to work.
She slid down the pole, her legs again opening as if in invitation as her hands slid down her chest, clothed breasts, and bare midriff. Her lips parted in a look of sexual ecstacy as her hand traveled further down, beneath her little skirt.