"Ladies." Darren said, nodding. The other two girls were equally attractive and equally scantily dressed with Betty wearing a schoolgirl outfit, white button-up blouse and a tartan skirt that would probably be even shorter than micro. Greta wore a long white dress, tight fitting and ankle length but it was split up the side to her hip and you didn't have to try very hard to see the white lace of her underwear and her dark nipples were clearly visible through the thin cotton.
"Hello Sir." Lisa said, smiling brightly. The other two girls replied similarly.
"You three are the first here tonight. You all know the drill." Darren told them and all three girls nodded. They knew. They moved until they were lined up, shoulder to shoulder, all three of them raising their arms above their heads. TJ went from left to right, running a handheld metal detector over the girls' bodies slowly. He was a professional; there was no lecherous grin on his face as he did his job, only a look of concentration. The metal detector beeped only once when TJ passed it over Betty's chest. Darren raised an eyebrow and looked at Betty questioningly.
Giggling, Betty unbuttoned her blouse and braless underneath, the steel chain that ran nipple-to-nipple, hooking into her piercing was clearly visible.
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