As the result of a Health club bikini calendar, Tina and her husband have to star in a sex party.

After some basic training, by her husband, Tina discovers that she likes to be seen in the nude and she stars at the sex party.

To save her husband's job and earn a manager job for herself, Tina has to dance and take customers into a back room, in a Negro nudie bar, to find a rich heiress.

 

Extract:

After the party, I'm now a Vice President and our future looms bright ahead. However, there may be more sex with customers. I ask, is Tina ready for that?"

 

Tina sighs, "Well, I've had my basic training. I guess that I can enlist again."

 

After the party, I go back to work at my job and Tina goes back to work at the gym.

 

One night, Tina comes back from her job at the gym and she has a new toy. The new toy is some sort of electronic music player. It's a small unit, but it has a lot of buttons. It also has music buds, one for each ear.

 

I say, "Okay it's a nice little music player, where did you get it?"

 

Tina smiles a big smile and then tells me, "Donna, the customer big boss' wife gave it to me."

 

I ask, "Why did Donna give you the little music player?"

 

Tina says, "Well, I don't know."

 

I ask, "Does it do anything, other than play music?"

 

Tina says, "Lots of things! First of all it recognizes my fingerprint, so no one but me can play it."

 

I say, "Yeah, theft might be a problem. With a small unit like that."

 

Tina then says, "I can then select music, by years. She punches a button or two and some of that old kinda 50's rock and roll comes out of an ear bud. Tina then punches a button or so and Elvis Presley's voice comes out of the ear bud. Tina then punches another button or so and ballad music comes out of the ear bud.

 

I say, "Okay, that sort of thing must have cost a pretty penny."

 

Tina says, "Yes, and there's an anti-theft feature. If someone who doesn't know how to operate it tries to play it, it goes into alarm mode."

 

I say, "It seems like a spy thing. All kinds of features, to disguise the real purpose."

 

Tina is puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

 

"To hold the music, in the device, requires quite a bit of expensive electronic storage. To select certain types of music to play requires expensive electronic logic. If the thing was just designed to play music, the user could swap in and out electronic storage, containing different tunes. There is something hidden."

 

A few nights later, Tina and I meet with Avery and Donna, the couple who own the key customer company on which my company depends for financial survival.

 

Avery starts the delivery of the bad news. "Way back when, I married a lady with old money. The lady and I had a daughter, a girl named Linda. Linda turned out to be a sort of wild child. My then wife and I tried to keep Linda under control. Looking back, that may have just made things worse. In any case, my then wife died in a traffic accident. My then wife's financial affairs were a very complex mess. It took some time to sort things out. While the attorneys sorted out the financial mess, I started the company which Donna and I now run. In order to get at my deceased wife's money, I had to involve Linda, my daughter. Linda is an economic idiot. In order to prevent Linda from just spending all of the money, I had to put her on a very short financial leash. Linda revolted! She got involved, sexually involved, with a rich Negro sports star. Well, the guy was a rich Negro, for a while. He and Linda lived it up and ran wild. Then the rich Negro sports star lost what ever made him a sports star. He also lost his income stream. In order to continue to live the high and wild life, Linda had to go to work as a nudie dancer, in black clubs."

 

I jump in, "From what the guys say, a nudie dancer has to take customers into a back room, for paid sex."