The Story of the Dance Troupe

The stage was simple, set inside a mobile dance tent. Two large five-speaker speakers blasted loud disco music. Under bright lights, a girl no more than 20 years old was performing a risqué dance.

The tent was packed with people, mostly men, their eyes lecherously fixed on the girl.

She wore only a bikini and a thin scarf, revealing her beautiful figure. Her full breasts, barely covered by a small bra, were mostly exposed. She gently pulled down the scarf, tossed it onto the edge of the stage, pressed her hand against her breast, and, while swaying her body, slowly slipped her hand inside her bra…

A chorus of cheers erupted from the audience: “Good!! Come on, pull it down, let me see clearly!!”

“Oh, harder, let me touch you, okay!”

Some clapped, others whistled loudly.

She laughed, reaching behind her to untie the straps of her bra. Her adorable breasts, like two little rabbits leaping out, were exposed to everyone's eyes. Her snow-white breasts were round and full, with two small, red nipples...

The audience fell silent; everyone was stunned.

She threw away the bra and began to caress her breasts with her hands, her fingertips tracing her nipples, pressing and pressing, her movements becoming faster and faster—she turned around and pulled down her panties in one swift motion!

Her figure was absolutely stunning, her buttocks were incredibly beautiful—the gorgeous curves made everyone want to touch them.

"Turn around! Hurry up, that's impressive!"

"Let me see your pussy!"

A chorus of boos erupted from the audience. Who wouldn't want to see this beautiful girl's gorgeous body? Ah, she turned around!

She sat down on the stage, slowly spreading her legs, and everyone could see clearly. Her pubic hair was sparse, and her tender, alluring vulva was clearly visible. Playfully, she propped herself up with her hands behind her back, swaying her legs and letting her genitals sway in front of the men.

The men in the audience held their breath, staring in stunned silence, so much so that they didn't even notice when she had left the stage and returned backstage.

The announcer's voice rang out: "What you just enjoyed was our troupe's seductive dance. By the time you finish watching this program, our performance for today will be over..."

People snapped out of their reverie, feeling utterly unsatisfied, and grumbled as they left the stage.

"Many people, few doors, please take care of your wallets. Welcome back tomorrow! Our troupe will have a completely new program for tomorrow, one that will be absolutely fantastic and unique. Please spread the word..." The announcer's voice drifted far away...

Behind the stage stood two men, a tall man in a suit who looked to be in his thirties, holding a microphone—he was the announcer. On a makeshift sound control panel made of a few wooden crates sat two VCD players, a mixing console, several microphones, and a wireless receiver.

Next to the announcer stood a tall, handsome young man in his early twenties, dressed in clean casual clothes with short hair. He stood by the small staircase used by the performers to get onto the stage, staring blankly at the girl descending from the stage.

This man—or perhaps he should be called a boy—was named Zhang Zhiguo.

Zhang Zhiguo was from Niansanli, Yiwu, and had been with the song and dance troupe for over a week. He had happened to see the troupe's performance while on exchange in Niansanli and had become captivated by a girl named Xiaoyun. He realized he had fallen for this beautiful and lovely girl and wanted to join the troupe to be with her.

After the performance that day, he went backstage, mustered his courage, and told the troupe leader that he wanted to join the troupe. Perhaps considering that there were more girls than men in the troupe, and that many physical tasks couldn't be left undone, plus knowing that Zhang Zhiguo sang quite well and could sometimes perform on stage, and being a local, the troupe leader agreed.

And so, without a mention of monthly pay, Zhang Zhiguo excitedly went home, packed some clothes and a bedding, and followed this troupe called Qunxing (Stars) on their wanderings. Wherever there was an exchange event, the troupe went. His main job in the troupe was setting up and dismantling tents, and sometimes, when bored, he would sing a song on stage. Because the troupe mainly operated in the Zhejiang area, and sometimes caused minor trouble, Zhang Zhiguo, speaking the local dialect, was useful to the troupe leader. So, the leader didn't care too much about whether he worked or not. In the first

few days, everything was new and exciting to him. Whenever the troupe arrived at a new place, they would start performing with great enthusiasm; the troupe had twelve girls dancing, and it was a delightful sight to watch. However, he still liked Xiaoyun the most. She was young and beautiful, only 19 years old, tall, and had a great figure—curvy in all the right places. Her features were delicate; she was a classic beauty. He hadn't seen her perform a striptease when he first arrived, but now… he didn't know why.

Watching the person he liked expose her body to so many people on stage, he felt a little humiliated, but for some reason, he also felt an inexplicable urge… Zhang Zhiguo was 19 years old; he had never been with a woman before, but he felt he really wanted her, Xiaoyun.

He stared blankly as Xiaoyun dressed backstage and walked past him. At that moment, the head of the dance troupe, who had been looking at tickets outside, walked towards him.

The head was a middle-aged man in his forties, a little overweight, not very tall, and with a chubby face. He grinned and said to Zhang Zhiguo, "Little Zhang, is it fun working with my troupe? Not as comfortable as at home, right?"

Zhang Zhiguo quickly replied that it was alright.

The troupe leader chuckled, "Little Zhang, I can tell you've got your eye on our Xiaoyun. What? Want me to give you a chance? You're always buying her this and that, it's time you got a taste of something new. She's still very young, you know. But you'll have to work hard for me from now on."

Zhiguo didn't quite understand the troupe leader's words, but the leader patted him on the shoulder with a grin and walked away.

After the evening performance, there wasn't much to do, so everyone in the troupe went to find a place to sleep. Many of the girls had made beds on the stage, but Zhiguo couldn't find an empty spot, so he carried his bedding onto the troupe's van to sleep there.

The troupe leader called out to him from afar, "Little Zhang, come sleep at my place tonight, don't sleep in this van."

Zhiguo agreed and went with him.

The troupe leader had set up a small shed outside the main tent, with a thickly made wooden bed inside. In the dance troupe, this was a privilege reserved only for the troupe leader. Most people slept on the stage or in the car, a chaotic mess.

The troupe leader, still smiling, said, "Hey Zhang, you're sleeping here tonight, what a bargain! I have things to do, I won't be back tonight, understand?"

Zhiguo quickly replied, "Oh, thank you so much! I'll sleep here then, you can go ahead and do what you need to do."

The troupe leader smiled and left.

Zhiguo made his bed, took off his clothes, turned off the light, and went to sleep. However, he couldn't fall asleep, thinking about Xiaoyun on stage today…

and the troupe leader's mysterious smile. What did it mean? If Xiaoyun could…

Thinking about it, Zhiguo became increasingly unable to sleep. It was past 10 o'clock, and Zhiguo couldn't help but want to masturbate to try and fall asleep. He put his hand inside his underwear and slowly stroked his penis. Soon, his penis became erect. He closed his eyes, thinking of Xiaoyun's beautiful body, imagining himself holding her tightly, her vagina enveloping his penis, so warm...so comfortable... He gradually became immersed in a masturbatory dream...

Suddenly, a figure appeared in the shed, softly calling, "Zhiguo, it's me."

Zhiguo, still bewildered, nearly jumped in fright: It was Xiaoyun, it was her, he couldn't be mistaken!

"Xiaoyun? You, what are you doing here?" Zhiguo stopped what he was doing and asked her blankly.

Xiaoyun was already sitting on the bed: "It's me. The commander sent me to sleep with you tonight..." Her voice trembled slightly, "Tonight, I'm yours..."

Xiaoyun's words made Zhiguo a little incredulous, but he remembered what the commander had told him earlier that day: "Xiao Zhang... you've taken a liking to our Xiaoyun, huh? Want me to give you a chance... to let you have a taste? She's very young..." He

had initially thought the commander was just joking, but tonight Xiaoyun...

He felt like he was being manipulated, but seeing this beautiful girl, he didn't care about anything else. Hadn't he always liked her? Since she was here, he couldn't let her go, no matter what the hidden agenda was. Thinking of this, he mustered his courage and pulled her into the covers.

Xiaoyun was trembling. She was wearing very little clothing, and Zhiguo had taken off his clothes and gone to sleep. When he pulled her in and hugged her, he felt her body trembling.

"Xiaoyun, I really like you so much, you know?" Zhiguo whispered in her ear, hugging her tighter as he slowly felt her trembling stop.

"Really?" She buried her head in his chest. "Actually, I know you're good to me, and I like you a lot too..." She suddenly became a little breathless. "Let's not talk about that. I... I came here today to be with you. So, let's begin... Let me go first, let me take off my clothes, okay?"

He released her, and Xiaoyun sat up and slowly took off her clothes. Zhiguo turned on the light and saw the naked body of the girl he liked: her fair skin, flushed face, bright red lips, full breasts, long, beautiful legs, and the alluring mound where her thighs met—so perfect, a beautiful 19-year-old girl, her body so beautiful…

Zhiguo's desire surged, he pulled down his underwear, grabbed Xiaoyun and pulled her down, pressing himself against her. He felt Xiaoyun's skin was so smooth, the contact was so comfortable… Xiaoyun let out a soft "Mmm~" and reached out to hug Zhiguo. The

naked man and woman embracing each other, it was truly like dry wood meeting a raging fire. Both were young and full of desire, and the intense stimulation of skin to skin, flesh to flesh, made them breathe rapidly, their mouths dry, only wanting to hold each other tighter. It was Zhiguo's first time doing this, he didn't know how to start, his erect penis only knowing to press hard against Xiaoyun's thighs, but he couldn't find the entrance.

Xiaoyun's body went limp from his haphazard thrusting. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and she felt an itch in her vagina, a sticky fluid flowing out. She couldn't take it anymore: "Zhiguo, it hurts so much... please put it in... I want you..." She grabbed Zhiguo's thick penis, spread her thighs slightly, and aimed the glans at her vaginal opening: "Please put it in... please put it in..."

Zhiguo was thrusting wildly and painfully when he suddenly felt his penis hit something soft. With a forceful "plop," his entire penis plunged into Xiaoyun's virgin vagina...

"Ouch~~ It hurts~~ You're so rough, be gentle~~ Waaah~~" Xiaoyun screamed softly, clinging tightly to Zhiguo. She was truly in pain.

Zhiguo was stunned, seeing tears welling up in her eyes from the pain. He quickly held her still, letting his penis remain inside Xiaoyun's vagina. Although the girl's soft, tight vagina enveloped his penis, giving him immense pleasure, he still quietly comforted her while savoring the joy of their union, wiping away Xiaoyun's tears with his hand.

Several minutes passed without movement. Xiaoyun's breathing became rapid, and Zhiguo lowered his head to kiss her lips. They began a passionate kiss. Their tongues savored the exquisite taste in each other's mouths, waves of electric sensations spreading throughout their bodies. After a while,

Zhiguo pulled away from Xiaoyun's lips, gazing deeply at his first woman. Xiaoyun looked back at him, and they remained silently gazing at each other. Xiaoyun gradually felt a swelling, uncomfortable sensation in her vagina, a restless, itchy feeling inside, as if she needed Zhiguo's large penis to thrust into her a few times. A blush crept onto her face.

Zhiguo's heart fluttered at the sight. He felt an increasing discomfort as his penis remained inside Xiaoyun's vagina. A little embarrassed, he asked Xiaoyun, "Can I move now?"

Xiaoyun released her grip on Zhiguo and nodded slightly. Having received permission, Zhiguo didn't hesitate any longer. He quickly propped himself up and slowly began to move his penis in and out, gently withdrawing it from Xiaoyun's vagina until it reached the entrance. A thin stream of fluid gushed out with his penis. Xiaoyun felt a sudden emptiness inside her vagina and let out a soft "Oh." Zhiguo then thrust his penis deeply inside again.

Gradually, Xiaoyun stopped feeling sad. It felt so good to have Zhiguo's penis moving inside her vagina. She didn't know why, but she wanted to moan with pleasure. She tried to hold back, but Zhiguo thrust his body harder, pushing his penis deeper into her vagina

. Xiaoyun couldn't hold back any longer: "Zhiguo~~ Oh~~ So good~~ I'm inside~~~ So satisfying~~~ Harder~~~ Oh~ ... From the glans to the base, his penis was completely enveloped by Xiaoyun's vaginal opening. Ah, this is sex! It feels so good…

For some reason, although this was Zhiguo's first time having sex, he lasted a long time. Half an hour later, Xiaoyun cried out, "Good brother~

... The tender flesh of her vagina parted exaggeratedly, and her juices flowed out with the splattering sound of his penis thrusting...

Zhiguo felt something surging in his lower abdomen, waves of pleasure washing over him. The urge to ejaculate was uncontrollable; he used all his strength for a final few thrusts, let out a muffled groan, and then pressed himself against Xiaoyun, remaining still.

Zhiguo's penis twitched inside Xiaoyun's vagina, continuously ejaculating his semen into her tender opening, until a few minutes later, his penis quieted down. Neither of them spoke. Xiaoyun, with her eyes closed, was still savoring the pleasure of their lovemaking. Zhiguo felt his mind go blank, his body feeling incredibly relaxed and comfortable. He pressed against Xiaoyun's body, not wanting to move.

After a long while, Xiaoyun opened her eyes and saw Zhiguo still on top of her. Looking at his sharply defined face, and recalling the passionate moment, Xiaoyun felt a sweet warmth fill her heart. She pressed her cherry lips to his and kissed his. Zhiguo opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoyun's still-blushing face. His love was still burning, and he began to kiss her cherry lips passionately. They kissed incessantly, their voices trembling softly…

After their passionate encounter, Zhiguo turned on the light. In the darkness, he could hear them whispering: "

Xiaoyun, I like you so much

—me too, I like you too

—can you be my girlfriend?

" "Aren't I your girlfriend now? Don't you want me?

" "Yeah, we already did it, you can't deny it now

—Zhiguo, you're so bad, I'm ignoring you… Waaah, what are you doing…

" "I'm getting hard again, let's do it again, okay…"

One can imagine that within the darkness of this small shed, a vibrant spring scene unfolded...

The two woke up early the next day. Xiaoyun got up and busied herself washing her face, while Zhiguo also got up, gathered his bedding, and returned to the car. After brushing their teeth and washing their faces, the troupe leader appeared out of nowhere, smiled at Zhiguo, and then urged everyone to eat quickly so they could start work.

The meals in the dance troupe were simple; in the morning, they would just have some porridge and cold dishes. Around seven in the morning, almost everyone was up, dressed, and prepared their bowls and chopsticks for breakfast. A dozen or so girls and seven or eight men from the troupe gathered around the large iron pot of cooked porridge, serving themselves their portions.

Zhiguo saw Xiaoyun preparing to serve herself porridge. To be honest, the porridge wasn't very good, so he waved and called out, "Xiaoyun!"

Hearing Zhiguo call her, Xiaoyun blushed, quickly put down her chopsticks, and came over, softly asking, "Zhiguo, what's wrong? I have to go on stage after eating."

"Let's eat outside, the porridge isn't good." He pulled her hand and led her away, while the others looked at them strangely.

After breakfast, they returned, and from afar they could hear the loudspeakers in the tent broadcasting: "Attention performers and staff, please prepare for the performance. The morning performance is about to begin. Gatekeeper, tickets are being sold! Xiaoyun, is Xiaoyun back yet? The performance is starting..."

Zhiguo quickly pulled Xiaoyun inside.

The stage lights came on, and loud disco music blared. The girls in the troupe, dressed in bikinis, were already on stage dancing to attract the audience. Xiaoyun hurried inside to change her clothes. Zhiguo, having nothing much to do, casually stood at the ticket booth at the tent entrance.

Several men from the troupe stood at the entrance. One was selling tickets, another was checking tickets, and a short, middle-aged man with a microphone was already calling out to the crowd coming from outside: "Guests and friends outside, those who want to watch and enjoy the show, don't miss this great opportunity! This is the All-Star Song and Dance Concert. Our morning performance is about to begin. Please buy your tickets and enter as soon as possible. Buy your tickets early, enter early, and find a good spot.

The earlier you come, the earlier you see; the later you come, the later you see. If you come late, you won't see anything!" See you there. Five yuan a ticket, five yuan a person—the lowest and most affordable price. Listen to singing, watch dancing. The songs are loud and clear, the dances are wild and energetic. There's all sorts of swing dances, trendy jazz dances, rock and roll breakdancing, sensual dances, and Indian-style striptease.

Five yuan, five yuan—this is the ladies' art competition; five yuan, five yuan—this is the ladies' romantic performance. Look at the stage, under the lights—that fiery passion is naked love.

You buy one ticket, and the ladies inside smile at you; you buy two or three tickets… Inside, the girls might let you hug them. If you buy ten or eight tickets, they might let you have sex with them—of course, that's impossible.

No dragon crosses the river without a mighty dragon; our girls are the most open, stripping naked and fast. Come watch the striptease competition! China is reforming, and the stars are opening up! If you want to see song and dance, come to Qunxing!

Look at the three points, look at the two points, and then look at that little bit below—a huge, dark patch—that's the Inner Mongolian grasslands.

Beauty is in the thighs. Sexiness is in the face, and wonder is in the bra. Open the bra to reveal two high mountains, one... It's the Himalayas, and one is Mount Everest.

Bras, bras, big, medium, small, the big ones are like balls, the small ones are like light bulbs. Look at our group, we have eighteen ladies, all beautiful and sexy, all young girls, many still virgins, an unprecedented sight, a feast for the eyes!

Men sway and sway, wanting to come out with three legs; women sway and sway, swaying out mineral water. If you're watching the wild stuff outside, you might as well go inside and see the erotic stuff.

If you just stand there without looking, you're not a hero. If you just stand there without buying a ticket, you might as well go home and have a couple of rounds with your wife! Old in years, but young at heart, looking around is good for your health.

" ……

...

The announcer hurriedly reported,

"

Alright, everyone, please be quiet now. Next, Miss Yunyun from our troupe will present a wonderful and seductive dance. Performers, please step onto the stage!"

Zhiguo's head was about to explode. He wanted Xiaoyun to perform a lewd dance again. Xiaoyun was now with him, and last night he had asked her not to perform striptease on stage anymore, and she had agreed. Zhiguo really didn't want other men to look at Xiaoyun's body so casually anymore! But soon he saw Xiaoyun wearing only a three-piece suit on stage, and she began to sway to the lewd music. The audience gradually quieted down.

Soon, the audience was shouting, "Take it off! Take it off!!"

The troupe leader also shouted into the microphone from behind, "Xiaoyun, everyone, come on, quick!" "

This 'all together' is the troupe's code, meaning 'Xiaoyun, take off all your clothes.'

Zhiguo stood in front of the stage, staring blankly at Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun saw him too. She hesitated, then put her hand inside her bra. The audience started cheering loudly, many whistling, their eyes wide with anticipation to see Xiaoyun's beautiful body.

But after a long time, Xiaoyun still hadn't started taking off her clothes. People in the audience started yelling and cursing, and some even threw stones at the stage. Xiaoyun screamed and ran off the stage. The audience was furious, shouting, 'The lady from before, come out here!!'

From backstage came the troupe leader's voice: 'You son of a bitch, what's wrong with you today? I told you to take your clothes off, and you wouldn't! Do you want to die?'

*Slap!* A slap, followed by Xiaoyun's cries and the troupe leader's loud curses: 'If you don't behave, I'll take you out !'" "

Uncle, please don't force me anymore. I really don't want to take my clothes off again, sob sob..."

Zhiguo rushed backstage, and Xiaoyun threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

The audience outside came in to watch, and seeing this, a few with a conscience said, "That's enough, that's enough. This little girl is quite pitiful. Let's not make a fuss, let's just go to the front and watch..."

Many others agreed. So they went back to the front of the stage to watch the performance, while the other girls went on stage and began to perform again.

The troupe leader pointed at Xiaoyun and cursed, "Your dad entrusted you to me, do you think this is a joke? What's wrong with taking off your clothes on stage? Are you being wronged? Aren't you just a little slut? I've fucked you a few times, why didn't you say anything! Damn it, if you don't go on stage, you don't get to eat! I can't afford to support a rich girl like you!!" Xiaoyun

cried even harder as she listened. Zhiguo was helpless and could only pat her shoulder to comfort her and tell her not to cry. The troupe leader scolded for a while, then lifted the curtain separating the stage and the front stage and went out. Xiaoyun sobbed in Zhiguo's arms for a long time. Zhiguo was at a loss. She stopped crying, picked up a long coat from the side of the stage, put it on, and ran to the car through the exit left at the back of the tent...

(II)

Zhiguo hurriedly followed Xiaoyun into the car. He squatted down in front of her, while Xiaoyun sat silently on a blanket in the car, her eyes red and still streaked with tears.

Zhiguo took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, unfolded one, and began to wipe Xiaoyun's tears. Xiaoyun seemed lost in thought, letting him wipe her face without saying a word. After Zhiguo carefully dried her tears, Xiaoyun's nose twitched, and two more tears streamed down her face.

Zhiguo panicked and quickly sat down next to her, hugging her. "Don't cry, okay? I'll talk to the troupe leader later. You can't dance like that anymore."

Xiaoyun started crying again. "I don't know why my uncle insists I dance. I really don't want to take my clothes off up there anymore, boohoo..."

At this moment, a girl named Tao Xue climbed onto the bus. Seeing the two of them sitting there, she said, "Xiaoyun, your uncle wants you to go back. You still have to sing on stage later."

Zhiguo said, "Look at Xiaoyun today, she's already like this. Can she still go on stage? Where's the troupe leader? I'll talk to him."

Tao Xue looked at them and said, "Okay then, I still have to dance on stage. The troupe leader is backstage. I'm leaving." She glanced at Zhiguo, turned around, and got out of the bus.

Zhiguo told Xiaoyun to rest in the bus first, and then he got out and walked towards the dance troupe. When he entered the backstage area, the troupe leader was sitting on a stool next to the announcer. When he saw him, he pulled him aside.

Zhiguo was about to talk to him about Xiaoyun, wanting to ask him to stop letting Xiaoyun perform erotic dances on stage, when the troupe leader spoke up: "Xiao Zhang, the Yiwu Dachen Exchange Fair is the day after tomorrow. We're leaving after our performance tomorrow. How about you come with me to Dachen tomorrow to arrange some venues?"

Every time the dance troupe goes to an exchange fair, they have to find a performance venue in advance, contact several departments, arrange venues, and build relationships before they can perform with peace of mind and make money. This is essential.

Zhiguo hesitated and said, "Can I go?"

The troupe leader smiled and said, "Of course you can. You're a local from Yiwu, so you know the area better than I do. It'll be difficult for me to get things done alone. My son, Junzheng, is in charge of things in the troupe anyway. You can come with me from now on. Work hard, and I won't treat you unfairly."

Zhiguo agreed immediately, "Okay then, but troupe leader, could you please not have Xiaoyun dance that kind of dance? I think..."

The troupe leader patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sure, we'll talk about that later. You seem quite sincere towards her. There are quite a few people here today. I'll have someone else dance later, that's all." After saying that, he turned and left.

At this moment, there was an acrobatic performance on stage. The troupe leader's niece, Zhang Xiuxiu, was performing contortion. Next, it was time for a girl named Wang Xiaohui to go on stage and sing. This Xiaohui was 19 years old, about 160 cm tall, and very pretty, but she always had a long face and didn't talk to people much.

Besides performing a group dance every day, she also sings a song. Zhiguo thinks she's a bit too aloof. Seeing her changing clothes by the small staircase, he asks the announcer, "What song is she going to sing today?"

The announcer is Shi Wentian, who usually gets along well with Zhiguo. While watching Xiuxiu perform acrobatics on stage through the backstage curtain, he casually hands him today's program and asks, "Are you going to sing later?"

Zhiguo looks at the program; there are only five acts left. After Xiuxiu's acrobatics and contortion, Xiaohui will sing two songs, "Love You Ten Points, Tears Seven Points" and "How Happy." Next is a song and dance performance, "The Most Exciting Empire," performed by Zhang Yuan, Zuo Yanyan, Guo Ling, and Liu Weiwei. Then comes a duet dance by Zhang Xiaohua and Xiaolian. These two girls are very young and not very tall, but they look good together. Finally, there's a striptease, which was originally supposed to be performed by Xiaoyun, but Xiaoyun's name is crossed out on the program, and Wu Meili's name is written next to it.

After Zhiguo finished reading the form, he returned it to Shi Wentian and said, "After the duet dance, I'll go up and sing a song for fun. Is Wu Meili really going to take her clothes off later?"

Shi Wentian smiled and said, "Yes, the troupe leader asked her to go up, so how could she not? But she's not very good-looking, nothing special."

Zhiguo cursed inwardly, "Your wife, Guo Ling, is quite attractive. It would be best to ask her to dance sometime." But he didn't say it aloud. He flipped through the accompaniment VCDs and found one for him: "I'll sing Huang An's 'New Butterfly Dream' later. I'll go out for a bit. When it's my turn, please let me know."

Shi Wentian agreed.

He turned and walked out from the back. There was some space left behind the stage backdrop for the actors to put their costumes and props. The girls who were going to go on stage were changing clothes there and waiting. Zhiguo glanced at them.

They got back into the car, and Xiaoyun was still sitting there, with two girls beside her. One was Tao Xue, and the other was Sun Li, the girlfriend of Zhang Junzheng, the troupe leader's son. They were talking to Xiaoyun, who seemed much better now, chatting and laughing with them.

Zhiguo was relieved to see this and asked Tao Xue, "Didn't you say you were going to dance? Why are you back?"

Tao Xue replied irritably, "The troupe leader asked me to dance that, but I said I wouldn't. He had no choice but to have Wu Meili dance instead. I was free now, so I came out to keep Xiaoyun company."

Sun Li was only 18 years old, with a very pure and innocent look. She wasn't short, about 163 cm, but compared to Xiaoyun and Tao Xue, who were both around 170 cm, she still looked a bit shorter.

When Sun Li saw Zhiguo get into the car, she blushed for some reason and said to Xiaoyun, "I'll get off first. I'm going to Junzheng's place."

Sun Li got out of the car, and Tao Xue smiled and said, "This young lady is still so immature, yet she already has a boyfriend. I heard she and Junzheng have already slept together. She's quite bold."

Xiaoyun said awkwardly, "Tao Xue, why are you saying these things? It's like you're so mature."

Tao Xue laughed, "I'm more mature than you guys anyway. I just want to find a boyfriend. But none of the guys in the group are good enough for me. Finally, Zhiguo came, but you snatched him away first." Xiaoyun

laughed and scolded, "Pah! Fine, you can have him then, so you won't be so horny."

Zhiguo also sat down, "I think the old man in charge of the lights, Sun, is quite nice. You should go find him to be your boyfriend. Xiaoyun won't let me go."

Tao Xue gagged. “Don’t even mention that old man Sun. He’s only 23, but he looks like a 50-year-old. He’s disgusting. And he’s always so dirty. By the way, I heard someone say he joined the troupe because he wanted to date Wu Meili. He seems really good to her, but I don’t know if it’s true.”

Xiaoyun nodded: “Yeah, he’s been here for almost a year. He’s always so good to Wu Meili, and he does so much work, he’s always exhausted. But Wu Meili doesn’t seem to have any feelings for him.”

Zhiguo said: “That’s for the best. Now Tao Xue just needs to make a move on to old man Sun, and everything will be fine. Xiaoyun and I will have a wedding banquet.”

Tao Xue sighed: “Come on, I’m sure I’ll never like him. It’s so hard to find a boyfriend. I really shouldn’t have come to this dance troupe. Now I want to leave but I can’t. Sigh…”

Xiaoyun also sighed.

Zhiguo told Xiaoyun that the troupe leader had agreed that she wouldn't have to perform striptease on stage anymore. Xiaoyun nodded and then asked, "Now my uncle is asking Wu Meili to go up and dance. I wonder if Old Man Sun is anxious about it."

Tao Xue said, "Old Man Sun was right there at the time, but he didn't say anything. He looked anxious, but who cares about him? He doesn't dare to say a word."

Zhiguo and Xiaoyun thought about it and agreed. Everyone in the troupe looked down on Old Man Sun. If Wu Meili didn't say anything, would he dare to be anxious about the troupe leader?

At this moment, the voice of the announcer came from the tent: "What you just enjoyed was our troupe's duet dance. The dance was delightful, and the singing was enchanting. Next..."

Zhiguo knew he was going to go on stage, so he quickly told them and got out of the car.

Tao Xue pulled Xiao Yun along, saying, "Come on, let's go listen to Zhiguo sing too."

The two girls followed.

Inside the tent, Zhiguo took a wireless microphone from the sound control console, ready to go on stage. Shi Wentian then announced, "...Our troupe's young singer, A Long, will bring you a beautiful song, Huang An's New Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream, Actors Take to the Stage of Art..."

A Long was Zhiguo's code name in the troupe. At this time, the other girls in the troupe gathered backstage to rest; they would be having lunch soon. After a while, the accompaniment started, and Zhiguo went on stage to sing. Tao Xue and Xiao Yun stood by the sound control console watching.

The audience clearly had no interest in Zhiguo's performance. Although Zhiguo sang with great enthusiasm, the audience booed constantly, and some even shouted for him to get off the stage. Zhiguo finally finished his song, bowed to the audience, said thank you, and ran off the stage. Tao Xue and Xiao Yun, watching from behind, clapped enthusiastically, and the other girls also applauded and cheered for Zhiguo.

Shi Wentian smiled maliciously at Zhiguo, then picked up the microphone and began his introduction: "Youth is the most beautiful time. A young girl's youth is fiery and beautiful, like a blooming flower. Youth explodes, and yellow flowers bloom everywhere. Next, our troupe's dancer, Ali, will come on stage to present a wonderful solo dance—a passionate solo performance—dedicated to all the distinguished guests attending this performance. Dancer, please step onto the romantic stage."

The speakers blared loud disco music, specifically the song "Infinite." Wu Meili, seemingly indifferent, went on stage in a bikini.

Since this was Wu Meili's first time performing a striptease, the girls in the troupe crowded backstage to watch her performance, and Zhiguo and Xiaoyun also stood watching. Old Sun, with a long face, seemed helpless because of the need for lighting, but everyone could see the sadness and sorrow on his wrinkled face.

Perhaps it's truly a tragedy that a young girl, forced onto this stage by the helplessness of her life, has never even shown her body to the man she loves. Yet, in this setting, she lays bare her body, completely exposed, allowing countless lustful, unfamiliar eyes in the audience to roam freely over her.

Wu Meili's expression is natural, as if the audience's gaze isn't on her. She smiles, seemingly with a hint of contempt. Contempt for what? The audience? Or herself? Perhaps she contemplates herself now, but soon she will contemplate the audience…

"Oh! Not bad!"

"Awesome!"

The audience shouts, the atmosphere is electric.

Wu Meili undresses.

Soon she's completely naked.

Old Sun stands up, glances at her, then lowers his head.

Shi Wentian nods along with the music.

Jun Zheng and the others pack up, preparing to stop ticket sales and rest.

The audience, like devils, cheers and applauds this "wonderful" performance. The

troupe leader stands behind the audience, his face beaming.

Zhiguo and the others watched silently. Soon, the other girls dispersed; some returned to their cars, others chatted backstage. Zhiguo, Xiaoyun, and Tao Xue remained watching, knowing the performance was about to end.

There was one show in the morning and two in the afternoon, lasting about two hours. It was still early, but the troupe leader wasn't too optimistic about the venue and decided against performing consecutively. He reasoned that if the audience stayed long, the performance wouldn't be effective, as they were tired, and few new attendees would come.

After the performance, they had lunch, followed by two more shows in the afternoon. Time flew by, and then there was another show in the evening. The day's performances ended around 10 pm, and everyone went to find a place to sleep.

Zhiguo wanted to ask Xiaoyun to go for a walk, but he couldn't find her on the stage or in the car. He had no choice but to lay down on a blanket on the stage. He closed his eyes for an hour or so, but couldn't fall asleep, thinking about Xiaoyun. He wondered where she might be. Had she gotten lost in the streets? Was she asleep now?

The more Zhiguo thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Knowing that Xiaoyun usually slept on the truck, he couldn't help but get up, put on his clothes, and go check on her.

The truck was dark. A woman's voice called out, "Who is it?"

Zhiguo quickly replied, "It's me, Zhang Zhiguo. Is this Tao Xue?"

Tao Xue hummed in response and asked, "Aren't you asleep yet? What are you doing here?"

"Has Xiaoyun returned?" Zhiguo asked her.

Tao Xue hesitated for a moment, then said, "Not yet. Let's not look for her anymore. She'll be fine; she'll be back soon."

Zhiguo was now puzzled. Unable to find Xiaoyun,

he had no choice but to get off the truck again. After walking a short distance, Zhiguo glanced at the commander's small shed. There were lights inside, and it wasn't far from the truck. Zhiguo walked over. When he got there, he heard a woman's breathing coming from inside. Having experienced what happened with Xiaoyun, Zhiguo knew that someone was definitely doing *that* inside. But who could it be? Because the commander's wife wasn't with the unit.

Zhiguo lowered his pace and quietly approached the door. The shed was made of canvas; he carefully lifted a small crack and squinted inside.

On the bed inside, the short, stout regimental commander was completely naked, pressing down on a naked woman's body, his buttocks moving. Because the bed was upright, Zhiguo could only see the commander's lower body and the woman's two snow-white thighs. When her buttocks were raised, the commander's not-so-large penis and the woman's penetrated genitals were completely exposed.

The commander was breathing heavily, and the woman beneath him was only moaning softly…

(III)

Zhiguo's heart raced, but he vaguely felt something was wrong, a sense of foreboding. Even more terrifying was the sudden, ominous thought that popped into his mind: Who was this girl? Where was Xiaoyun? Could it be… But… the commander was her uncle!

Looking inside, Commander Zhang's breathing suddenly became heavier, and his thrusting speed increased significantly. Zhiguo knew he was about to ejaculate; the outcome would soon be clear. He heard the commander's heavy breathing and the girl's moans beneath him. Zhiguo realized that the girl under the commander was likely Xiaoyun, and a desperate shock mixed with an inexplicable urge welled up inside him. This was her own uncle on top of her; the penis inside her vagina belonged to her uncle?!

Zhiguo didn't know what he was thinking; he only felt his penis painfully hard and desperately wanted to release, but he nervously continued to peek inside.

Sure enough, the commander thrust his hips a few more times, then pressed himself forcefully onto the girl, letting out a long sigh after a while.

A moment later, the girl beneath him spoke, and her words were like a bolt from the blue for Zhiguo!

"Uncle, please, please don't ask me to do this again. I'm with Zhiguo now, and I don't want him to know."

Xiaoyun, it really is Xiaoyun! Why! How could this happen!

His mind was in a complete mess, and the words the regimental commander had said earlier echoed in his mind: "...How about I give you a chance...to let you have a taste, she's very tender..." So, so this hateful guy had already...

It seemed that Zhiguo was now so angry that he wanted to rush in and tear this beastly regimental commander to shreds. For a moment, Xiaoyun looked pitiful and innocent, as if everything she had seen today had twisted her mind. They had committed incest, they were uncle and niece, and they had done such a thing. The uncle had inserted his penis into his niece's vagina, and his own uncle's semen had been ejaculated into the niece's uterus. And this uncle's niece was the girl he loved most, Xiaoyun, whom he had just made love to yesterday!

After his initial excitement wore off, Commander Zhang rolled off Xiao Yun, took a strip of cloth to wipe his penis, and tossed it to the still dazed Xiao Yun: "Damn you, don't push your luck. Zhi Guo has already decided he wants you? What's the big deal if I do it a few more times? Just be careful he doesn't find out, okay? I can do whatever I want to you."

Xiao Yun seemed stunned. Indeed, she couldn't accept it. She had thought that with Zhi Guo, her uncle wouldn't ask her to do such a shameless thing, but now, that thought seemed shattered. She silently picked up the cloth, blankly wiped her genitals, sat up, and started looking for her clothes.

As soon as Xiao Yun sat up, Zhi Guo could see her clearly: Xiao Yun, it was her. Her expression was blank, her eyes lifeless, and she seemed lost in thought. Suddenly, two large tears rolled down her cheeks.

Zhiguo witnessed everything and seemed to understand Xiaoyun's bitterness. Watching Xiaoyun get dressed and walk towards the door, he hurriedly moved away and hid in the darkness. He watched her return to the car and get in.

Inside the tent, the troupe leader muttered again, "That bastard's really something, took so long to get her, damn it!" After a while, the troupe leader seemed to be asleep; there was no more sound from inside. Zhiguo sighed inwardly, thought for a moment, and then returned to the stage, crawling into his bed.

He tried hard to calm himself down and fall asleep, hoping that everything he had just seen was a dream. He pinched his thigh hard; it hurt. His hope was shattered. Xiaoyun, why did this happen between you and your uncle?

Seeing the girl he loved being wantonly played with by another man, and that man was the troupe leader who usually seemed so kind to him, the girl's own uncle—God, what should he do?心里的那种怒气又涌了上来，这个该死的东西，玷污了自己心中最纯洁的小芸，从叫小芸跳脱衣舞，现在又见到他对小芸做出这种禽兽不如的事！

志国咬紧了牙齿，一个念头上来：我去狠狠的揍他一顿，然后带小芸离开这里。这想法似乎很对，志国几次都想要起来去完成这件事情。但随即又想的到，自己能不能干的过他还不一定，何况他儿子也一定会对自己动手，加上这团子是他的，揍了他，自己能走的开吗？再说到时候小芸又怎么办？如果她知道自己明白了他们之间的关系，那不是伤害了她吗？再说小芸现在这样的情况，就一定会跟自己走吗？

还要去爱小芸吗？她不再纯洁，不再是完美的了，她被其他男人上了，这个男人还是差不多天天要见到的团长。忽然烦躁的觉得，小芸的身体好脏，好脏。

Suddenly, he remembered the tears rolling down Xiaoyun's cheeks. Xiaoyun had been unwilling all along. She had said she wanted to be with him, that she would give him everything. But why hadn't she refused when the troupe leader approached her? Even if she couldn't refuse, why didn't she come to him?

He suddenly realized that everyone in this dance troupe seemed strange, as if they were all hiding something. Who knew what they would discover later? But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Zhiguo's head was spinning. Countless different thoughts clashed within him: resentment, rage, disgust, sorrow—all struggled within him. Some thoughts, even those he himself found unbelievable, also surfaced.

Xiaoyun…she…had sex with his own uncle! He saw it all clearly! Her uncle's short, stout body pressed down on Xiaoyun's fair flesh, his penis deeply inserted into her vagina, Xiaoyun moaning softly…

Zhiguo's thoughts suddenly drifted to this, feeling disgusted, but strangely, the image of Xiaoyun and her uncle committing incest lingered in his mind. Xiaoyun's snow-white, slender legs and pert breasts were so beautiful. Her uncle, panting, forcefully fucked his niece Xiaoyun until finally ejaculating forcefully into her tender uterus. Imagining

her uncle's semen flowing from Xiaoyun's vagina, mixing with her vaginal fluids, making her vulva very wet, her thighs and lower abdomen covered in love juices… Zhiguo found himself incredibly excited! An uncontrollable physiological change occurred, and a certain part of his lower body swelled wildly.

Zhiguo's penis was painfully hard. He cursed himself for being shameless, but he couldn't help but reach into his underwear, grasp his engorged penis, and begin to masturbate. Images of Xiaoyun and her uncle committing incest flashed through his mind again and again—the vagina stretched open by his penis, the sinful semen shooting into Xiaoyun's vagina…

Finally, when the image of Xiaoyun's spread legs, her vagina flowing with semen and vaginal fluid, appeared in his mind, he reached the peak of pleasure, ejaculating semen all over his hand.

After resting for a while, he saw that everyone around him was asleep. He hastily wiped the semen on his hand onto the blanket, then wiped his penis, and closed his eyes.

He thought to himself: Forget it, don't think about it anymore, I'll deal with everything tomorrow…

The next morning at seven o'clock, he was woken up by the noise of the other people on stage packing their bedding. He stretched and found that he was surprisingly energetic; he hadn't slept well the night before, but it seemed to have no effect at all.

He got up, packed his bedding, and put it on the truck, only to find that Xiaoyun was already up and not on the truck. Zhiguo grabbed a towel and toothbrush. Just then, an 18-year-old boy named Xiaoqian brought over some water, which Zhiguo stopped and used to wash himself. After that, he wanted to go out for breakfast. The rest of the dance troupe, including Xiaoqian who watched the tickets, were gathered around the pot of rice, getting their porridge—which Old Man Sun had cooked long ago.

Just as he was about to step out, a hand covered Zhiguo's eyes. Startled, he quickly pulled the hand away and drew the person in front of him. When he saw who it was, his heart skipped a beat.

"Zhiguo, I bought you steamed buns and milk!" Xiaoyun happily waved a breakfast in front of him.

Suddenly, he felt a sweet warmth in his heart; Xiaoyun was so kind to him. But he also felt a pang of sadness. Was this happy Xiaoyun the same one who had been crying last night?

Xiaoyun saw Zhiguo staring blankly at her, silent, the hand covering his eyes still gripped by him. She tried to pull it away, but Zhiguo instinctively tightened his grip.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoyun asked, a little surprised and frightened. Zhiguo snapped out of his daze and awkwardly released her hand, pulling Xiaoyun to the side. The two squatted down in a quiet corner.

Xiaoyun took out breakfast, told Zhiguo to open his mouth, and stuffed a small steamed bun into it. Zhiguo swallowed it with difficulty. Xiaoyun turned her head and asked him, "Is it good? I got up very early to buy it, and walked a long way." She then put a straw in the bottle of milk and fed it to him, letting him take a sip.

Zhiguo frowned and asked her, "Have you eaten?" "Yes, I ate a while ago, I had porridge." "Why didn't you buy yourself some too?" "I'm used to porridge. You said porridge wasn't good, so I got up and bought you something else for breakfast, wasn't that good?"

Zhiguo didn't say anything more, gently pulling the lovely Xiaoyun into his arms, and eating the breakfast she had bought with gusto.

After finishing, the two nestled together affectionately. Xiaoyun's heart felt like it was about to take flight. Every time Zhiguo came to the dance troupe, she knew it was because he liked her. Zhiguo's appearance and his care for her had also touched her heart, and the passionate encounter the day before yesterday had made her completely devoted to him.

Zhiguo's thoughts were different. Although he had unfortunately witnessed that ugly scene yesterday, upon reflection, it wasn't Xiaoyun's own fault. His purpose in coming to the dance troupe was only for Xiaoyun. Now that she loved him so deeply, how could he not be gratified? Although the shadow of that scene still lingers, let's pretend it never happened. Xiaoyun, isn't she just as lovely and innocent as she is now?

Looking into Zhiguo's affectionate gaze, Xiaoyun couldn't help but lean over and gently kiss him on the lips. Just as Zhiguo was about to return the kiss, a voice shouted:

"Oh, you two are up to something! You little rascal, you've got some nerve!"

Zhiguo and Xiaoyun were both startled and quickly stood up. They saw that it was Tao Xue.

Tao Xue, who was always a bit too lively, stood in front of them with a grin, holding a bowl of porridge and tapping it with her chopsticks. "Hey Xiaoyun, what are you and him doing here? This place is great, just the two of you squatting here, with a rock blocking the way. You can kiss, touch each other, and then do something else. It'll be so much fun, won't it?" She said with a sly smile.

Zhiguo was truly exasperated by her. This girl from Jiangsu always spoke so rudely; he really didn't know how she knew so much and was so bold. "Don't talk nonsense, okay? Be careful, or I'll get angry and take your clothes off and bully you."

Xiaoyun snatched the basin from Tao Xue's hand and smashed it on the ground. "I told you not to talk nonsense, you slut, you scared me to death."

Tao Xue bent down to pick up the basin and said with a smile, "I say, my dear sister, what are you doing? I can't control you, but your uncle is looking for Zhiguo. He's in his little shed right now. Are you willing to let him go?"

Xiaoyun quickly told Zhiguo to go first, and she and Tao Xue went back to the dance shed to prepare for the performance.

Upon arriving at the small shed, Commander Zhang was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking. Today, he was wearing a shiny leather suit, looking quite imposing. Seeing Zhiguo, he said, "Xiao Zhang, go change into something better. We're going to Dachen to run some business; the exchange meeting there is about to start, and we haven't finalized the land deal yet." Zhiguo felt uneasy looking at this two-faced man, but he didn't react. He went back to the truck, found his luggage, grabbed a sharp new suit, and went back to the shed.

The commander grabbed a briefcase, and he and Zhiguo flagged down a bus and headed towards Dachen Town, the shirt production base of Yiwu.

Upon arriving in Dachen, the commander bought two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, giving one to Zhiguo and instructing him to pass it on when the opportunity arose. He also gave some instructions on things to be careful about before heading to the Dachen police station.

Things went smoothly; Zhiguo's fluent Yiwu dialect saved a lot of trouble. He was a resourceful person, and his family business involved a lot of social interaction. After finalizing the performance fees and giving some tickets to the relevant departments, inviting them to visit when they had time, and saying nice things and making jokes, everything went smoothly by the end of the morning with the Public Security Bureau, the Industry and Commerce Bureau, the Ministry of Culture, and the venue for the performance.

With things settled, Director Zhang was very happy, repeatedly patting Zhiguo on the shoulder and praising him, then taking him to a restaurant for lunch. The director had brought a considerable amount of money; the income from the song and dance troupe business was substantial, and he was willing to spend money on cultivating relationships, so he always carried a lot of cash with him when making his travels. Soon

the food arrived, and they ordered beer. The director enthusiastically clinked glasses with Zhiguo, and after a few drinks... The troupe leader smiled and said to Zhiguo, "Xiao Zhang, it's really great to have you here this time. You did a great job. Before, when I was running errands alone, the locals would bully me because I was from out of town. They would either make things difficult for me or demand a lot of money. It was really tough. This time, with your help, things went much more smoothly."

Zhiguo was also very satisfied with his performance, and the troupe leader's flattery along the way made him feel good. He quickly said, "Not at all, it's all thanks to you, troupe leader. What do I know? I'll just do my best from now on. But I don't think running errands is too difficult. I should be fine."

The troupe leader nodded in approval. The two chatted casually for a while, drank some wine, and then called the waiter to bring them rice. After the meal, the group leader paid the bill, patted Zhiguo on the shoulder, and said, "Xiao Zhang, you've helped me a lot this time. You must be tired from running around all day. How about this, I'll take you somewhere to relax."

The two stepped into a hair salon (back then, it wasn't like now, with all those brothels offering hair washing and massages; it was mostly a beauty salon disguised as a business, not very obvious). The proprietress saw these two high-class customers and hurriedly asked if they wanted a hair wash.

The group leader smiled and asked, "Hey, proprietress, do you have massages?" The woman, who looked to be in her thirties, nodded, said she was going upstairs, and went up the stairs first. The two of them quickly followed.

On the third floor, the proprietress used a key to open the first room. Inside, several flamboyantly dressed girls were sitting on a leather sofa, laughing and joking. Two of them looked to be under twenty, and a few were almost thirty.

The proprietress asked, "Are you satisfied?" The group leader said it was good, and after negotiating the price, he paid. The proprietress took the money, then told them to choose one themselves, instructing them to take good care of the girls, and went downstairs with a smile. The group leader let Zhiguo choose first. It was Zhiguo's first time in such a place, but since he was already there, he didn't want to be laughed at, so he boldly walked up to the girls and started picking.

Zhiguo walked up to a girl wearing a yellow vest. She looked quite young, probably only 18 or 19, with delicate features and a good figure. She wasn't wearing much makeup, and Zhiguo immediately liked her.

Seeing Zhiguo looking at her, the girl seemed a little embarrassed, tilted her head, and smiled coquettishly, saying, "You wanted to see me? Let's go in then." The girl next to her, about the same age, laughed, "I didn't expect someone to come looking for you just now. Well, this handsome guy is a good match for you." She then said to Zhiguo, "My sister is only 18, so you have to be gentle, or we'll feel sorry for her."

Seeing this, the group leader found it amusing and chimed in, "Why don't you come too? Let's all have some fun." The girl didn't waste any words, generously taking the group leader's hand and leading him towards the door. Seeing Zhiguo and the little girl still lingering, she couldn't help but pull them back.

The four of them left the room. The older girl went downstairs to get the key and returned to open a room in the hallway. Zhiguo entered the room and found it was no different from any other room, except for fewer furnishings. A large bed was placed in the middle, the curtains were tightly drawn, and there was a small door across the room. The woman kept Zhiguo and her sister there, then, smiling, pulled the regimental commander into a small room next door.

The girl kept her head down as soon as she entered, and Zhiguo didn't know what to say. They stood there for a while, while laughter occasionally drifted from the next room.

Seeing Zhiguo's hesitation, the girl spoke first: "Sir, let's go to the bed." Zhiguo reluctantly took off his shoes and sat on the bed, looking at the girl as if he were being forced.

When the girl also got on the bed, seeing his awkwardness, she couldn't help but laugh. Zhiguo said, "What are you laughing at?" "This is the first time I've seen someone come here and be as silly as you. Haven't you ever been to a prostitute before?" She started helping Zhiguo undress.

Zhiguo had no choice but to admit it was his first time in such a place, and asked her name, age, and where she was from. As the girl helped him undress, she answered, "I'm from Hunan, I'm 18 years old, and everyone here calls me Xiaoli." She then asked his name and where he was from.

Zhiguo quickly replied, "I'm a local, my name is Zhang Zhiguo, and I'm 19." The girl chuckled, "I didn't ask how old you were." She then helped him remove his underwear.

The atmosphere became more relaxed as they exchanged questions and answers. Zhiguo, now completely naked, also began to undress Xiaoli, who readily cooperated, leaving herself naked as well.

Once they were both naked, the girl took the initiative to hug Zhiguo. Zhiguo felt a smooth, slippery female body press against him. Turning to meet her, he felt Xiaoli's soft breasts press against his chest, her eyes wide open, her cherry-like lips right before him. A surge of emotion coursed through him, and he pressed his lips to hers. Their lips met, and they both closed their eyes.

After kissing for a while, Xiaoli's body went limp. She broke the kiss and whispered, "Let's begin, we have time." She lay down on her back next to Zhiguo, spread her legs, and said, "Come on top."

Zhiguo stood up. He could still taste the sweet fragrance of the kiss in his mouth. Looking at Xiaoli, though still a bit immature, she had a good figure: long legs, small breasts, a slender waist, and a flat stomach. Her vulva was full, adorned with a sparse tuft of pubic hair. Even more remarkable was her fair and smooth skin, and long neck. Lying on her back, her long, black hair framed her delicate face. He'd truly found a gem.

"She's probably comparable to Xiaoyun," Zhiguo thought unconsciously, comparing this stranger, Xiaoli, to the girl he liked.

Seeing him still standing there dumbfounded, Xiaoli couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you coming up? Don't you know what to do?" Zhiguo quickly leaned down and pressed down on her.

Perhaps due to nervousness from his first time with a prostitute, Zhiguo's penis, though slightly erect, wasn't fully hard. He tried to push against Xiaoli's vulva, but couldn't penetrate.

Xiaoli quickly took his penis with one hand, and with the other, parted her labia, aligning his penis with her vaginal opening. She inserted the glans slightly, then released her hand, lifting her buttocks, allowing Zhiguo's penis to smoothly enter her warm vagina.

Initially nervous, Zhiguo relaxed once their genitals were fully joined. With this relaxation, he experienced intense pleasure. Imagine, a boy who had only recently had sex with a woman—how could he not be aroused by her body?

His penis, enveloped by the tender flesh of her vagina, quickly grew thicker. Xiaoli felt his change, experiencing a sudden, uncomfortable swelling in her vagina, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Zhiguo, now aroused, began thrusting.

The group leader next door was up to something, and the woman's loud voice drifted over: "Oh, harder! It feels so good... Boss, you're amazing!" Her voice was incredibly seductive, making Zhiguo thrust harder into Xiaoli beneath him. He asked, "What's your sister's name?"

Xiaoli seemed shy at the sound of her voice, her face turning red. Hearing Zhiguo's question, she replied, "She's my cousin, her surname is Wang, they call her Xiao Wang."

Zhiguo said, "Your cousin is so horny, she moans so loudly." Xiaoli lifted her buttocks slightly: "Do you like women like her?" Zhiguo wasn't sure if he was like that, but now he felt pleasure inside Xiaoli, the pleasure making him forget everything else, only focusing on his thrusting.

Soon, Xiaoli also started moaning, though not as exaggeratedly as Xiao Wang, and a bit affectedly. But Zhiguo's lust intensified, and he thrust even harder. For a moment, both rooms were filled with lewd moans and cries, a scene of boundless spring.

Although Xiaoli wasn't a virgin, her young age meant her vagina was very tight. The tender flesh of her vaginal walls scraped against Zhiguo's penis, which felt incredibly pleasurable. With each thrust, the vaginal fluid inside increased, making it incredibly slippery.

Zhiguo asked, "Can we try a different position?" Xiaoli, who was enjoying the sensation with her eyes closed, suddenly stopped moving and quickly said, "Okay, what do you want me to do?" Zhiguo suggested penetration from behind. Without a word, Xiaoli knelt down behind him, supporting herself on the bed with her hands, raising her buttocks high towards Zhiguo.

Xiaoli's buttocks weren't very large, but they looked firm and round. Zhiguo couldn't resist cupping and stroking them a few times, then knelt down behind her, touching her smooth vulva. Xiaoli reached out a hand, found his penis, and guided it into her buttocks, pleading with him, "Hurry up and put it in, I want it, hurry up and fuck me."

He slowly inserted his penis deep into her vagina, parting her buttocks with his hands. Zhiguo watched as his penis slowly sank into Xiaoli's vagina, her labia being partially penetrated, revealing glimpses of her tender, red flesh. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable; he couldn't help but let out a soft "oh," forcefully thrusting his penis all the way in, then grabbed Xiaoli's waist and began to fuck her rapidly.

Xiaoli moaned and cried out as he penetrated her, her voice broken and intermittent: "Ah~ ah~ oh~ oh~ ee~ ee~ so fast... oh~ oh~ I can't take it anymore... ah~ ee~ oh~ oh~ too deep~ oh~ ee~ oh..." Zhiguo found the sounds incredibly pleasing, and he thrust even faster and harder, thinking that since he'd already paid, he might as well have a good time.

About 20 minutes later, just as Zhiguo was enjoying himself, the group leader and Xiao Wang opened the door and walked in, standing to the side watching them. Zhiguo sensed someone behind him and, startled, quickly pulled his penis out and turned around. He saw the two of them and hurriedly asked, "What are you doing here? Are you done?"

The battalion commander, with his large belly, smiled and said, "Yes, you last longer, you're still young. We were done when we heard you were still doing it here, so she came out to see."

Xiao Wang pushed Zhiguo behind Xiaoli again, took his penis, and inserted it into Xiaoli's vagina, laughing, "Don't be shy, continue." He added, "Little sister, did he make you feel good?"

Xiaoli didn't speak, not daring to turn her head. She was probably thinking how inconsiderate her cousin was, coming in to see them, and how embarrassing it was. Seeing things had come to this, Zhiguo ignored everything else, got into position again, and continued with Xiaoli, letting the battalion commander and Xiao Wang enjoy their performance.

After about a hundred more thrusts, Xiaoli's body went limp, and her upper body slumped down. Zhiguo felt a gush of hot water gushing from deep within her vagina, hitting his glans. Her vaginal walls gripped his penis tightly, squeezing and contracting – she had orgasmed.

Zhiguo wasn't done yet; he'd almost ejaculated, but Xiao Wang and the other man's interference had dampened his pleasure. Now he felt he needed a few more thrusts, so he pushed forward a little more and continued pumping.

Xiao Wang, standing nearby, asked, "Little sister, are you done?" Xiao Li whimpered weakly, "Yeah, I'm done. I've had my fill. I'm afraid I can't take it anymore." The leader laughed loudly, "Really? A prostitute can't handle being fucked? I've never heard of that before."

Xiao Wang rolled her eyes at him, saying, "My sister just started out, she hasn't done it many times. Besides, your friend is too good. If he ejaculated as quickly as you, there wouldn't be a problem." Both of them were still naked. Hearing Xiao Wang's words, the leader slapped her buttocks. He said, "You were moaning and groaning about how good I was doing to you, huh? So what are we going to do now? Why don't you do it to my friend too? You haven't had enough yet, have you?"

Xiao Wang quickly told Zhiguo to stop, got on the bed, lay down on one side, and spread her legs: "My sister can't take it anymore, let her rest for a while, and do it with me for a bit, okay?"

Seeing this, Zhiguo pulled his penis out of Xiao Li's vagina, pressed it against Xiao Wang's body, and thrust it into her vaginal opening. Xiao Wang's vagina was still wet, so it was easy to insert the whole penis, and he started moving.

Xiaoli sat up weakly, looked at Zhiguo having sex with her cousin, and touched her vulva: "So much water, it was so uncomfortable just now, cousin, thank you."

The penis entered Xiaowang's vagina, and the feeling was different again. Her vagina felt much looser than Xiaoli's, and much wetter, making squelching sounds with each thrust. As soon as it entered, Xiaowang cried out:

"Good brother, you're doing it so well...you're killing me...faster, harder...oh..."

The leader pinched her breast impatiently: "You little slut, all you know how to do is moan. Zhiguo, you've got her down too." Zhiguo said: "How could I? I'm almost there too."

Xiaowang then lifted her legs high against her chest, saying: "Brother, this way you can penetrate deeper, fuck me harder, I feel so good."

In this position, Zhiguo's penis could be clearly seen going in and out, and Xiaowang's labia were being turned inside out by his penis. The regimental commander watched with apprehension. Xiaoli, regaining her senses, also curiously leaned over to watch.

Zhiguo and Xiaowang were having a great time, and the regimental commander's penis was also stimulated and became erect. He went to the side, got on the bed, and pulled Xiaoli close, saying, "Watching this is making me so angry. Are you done yet? Let me do it again." Xiaoli quickly said, "Didn't you already ejaculate? I can't." The regimental commander was still hot-tempered and quickly said, "I'll give you another 50 later. I'll come right away."

Xiaowang moaned and said, "Sister, if you're done, just let him do it once. He'll pay you. It'll be quick."

Hearing her cousin say this, and hearing that she could get money, Xiaoli agreed. The regimental commander told her to lie down next to Xiaowang, spread her legs, and started having sex with her. After a while, turning back to Zhiguo, panting, he said, "This pussy is really tight."

Four people on one bed—it was quite a unique arrangement. Zhiguo had no more inhibitions. Sometimes he'd look back at Xiaoli, who had just been fucked by him, now raised her buttocks beneath the leader, and he felt a strange thrill. The two girls were competing in their moans, their cries of "Oh~ Ah~" never ceasing.

Zhiguo thrust into Xiaowang hundreds more times, the pleasure building until he felt a tingling sensation in his lower back. Finally, he let out a muffled roar, pressing his penis tightly against Xiaowang's cervix, pressing his body against hers, his penis throbbing as he ejaculated.

Not long after, the leader beside him also let out a comfortable moan, pulling his penis out of Xiaoli's vagina and ejaculating onto her stomach…

The two, having had their fill, came out around 2 PM. Walking down the street, Zhiguo took out a cigarette, gave one to the leader, and lit one for himself. The troupe leader said, "Xiao Zhang, that was great, wasn't it? We'll have plenty of opportunities like this in the future. Give me a hand in

the future!" Zhi Guo, still savoring the experience, nodded enthusiastically, "That was awesome! Hey, those two women were really something else. We even took turns... haha!" He added, "Thank you for the treat, troupe leader. Don't worry, with you being so good to me, I'll definitely do my best for you in the future."

The troupe leader then flagged down a bus on the way back. The two boarded and found seats. As the bus started moving, the troupe leader took a lighter from his briefcase and handed it to Zhi Guo: "Xiao Zhang, is this yours?"

Zhi Guo took it and saw it was indeed his. He hadn't found it when he got to Da Chen, so he bought a new one. He thought he'd forgotten it when he changed clothes that morning. He wondered if he'd lost it on the way here and the troupe leader had found it. But if he'd found it that morning, he should have returned it then.

Looking at Zhiguo's puzzled expression, the troupe leader smiled slightly before straightening up and saying, "I found this by my shed door this morning. You must have seen what happened between Xiaoyun and me last night, right?"

Zhiguo's head throbbed at these words...

(I)

A simple stage. This was inside a mobile dance tent. Two large five-speaker speakers were blasting loud disco music. Under the bright lights, a girl who looked no older than 20 was performing a risqué dance on stage.

The tent was packed with people, many men, their eyes lecherously fixed on the girl on stage.

The girl was only wearing a bikini and a shawl, her beautiful figure on full display. Her full breasts, mostly exposed under her small bra, were clearly visible. She gently pulled down her scarf and tossed it onto the edge of the stage. Pressing her hand against her breast, she swayed her body as she slowly slipped her hand inside her bra…

A chorus of cheers erupted from the audience: “Good!! Come on, pull it down, let me see clearly!!”

“Oh, harder, let me touch it for you, okay!”

Some clapped, others whistled loudly.

She smiled, reaching behind her to untie the bra straps. Her adorable breasts, like two little rabbits leaping out, were exposed before everyone's eyes—round, white breasts with two small, red nipples…

Suddenly, the audience fell silent, everyone stunned.

She then threw away the bra, caressing her breasts with her hands, running her fingertips over her nipples, pressing and pressing, her movements becoming faster and faster—she turned around and pulled down her panties in one swift motion!

Her figure was absolutely stunning, especially her beautiful buttocks—the gorgeous curves made everyone want to touch them.

"Turn around! Hurry up, that's impressive!"

"Let me see your pussy!"

A chorus of boos erupted from the audience. Who wouldn't want to see this beautiful girl's gorgeous body? Ah, she turned around!

She sat down on the stage, slowly spreading her legs, and everyone could see clearly. Her pubic hair wasn't thick, and her tender, alluring vulva was clearly visible. She playfully used her hands to support herself behind her back, swaying her legs and letting her private parts sway in front of the men.

The men in the audience held their breath, staring in stunned silence, so stunned that they didn't even realize when she had left the stage and returned backstage.

The announcer's voice rang out: "What you just enjoyed was our troupe's seductive dance. By the time you finished watching this program, our performance for today will be over..."

The audience snapped out of their reverie, feeling utterly unsatisfied. Muttering and cursing, they left the stage.

"Many people, small doors, please take care of your wallets. Welcome back tomorrow! Our troupe will have a completely new program for tomorrow, absolutely fantastic and no repetition. Please spread the word..." The announcer's voice drifted far away...

Behind the stage stood two men. One, a tall man in his thirties wearing a suit, held a microphone; he was the announcer. On a simple sound control panel made of a few wooden crates were two VCD players, a mixing console, several microphones, and a wireless receiver.

Beside the announcer stood a tall, handsome young man in his twenties, dressed in clean casual clothes with short hair. He stood by the small staircase used by the actors to go up to the stage, staring blankly at the girl coming down from the stage.

This man—or perhaps he should be called a boy—was named Zhang Zhiguo.

Zhang Zhiguo was from Niansanli, Yiwu, and he had been in this song and dance troupe for over a week. He had happened to see the troupe's performance during an exchange program in Niansanli and was captivated by a girl named Xiaoyun. He felt he had fallen for this beautiful and lovely girl and wanted to join the troupe to be with her.

After the performance that day, he ran backstage and mustered up the courage to tell the troupe leader that he wanted to join the troupe. Perhaps considering that there were more girls than men in the troupe, and that there were many physically demanding tasks that needed to be done, plus knowing that Zhang Zhiguo sang quite well and could sometimes perform on stage, and that he was a local, the troupe leader nodded in agreement.

And so, without discussing how much he would be paid a month, Zhang Zhiguo excitedly went home, packed some clothes and a bedding, and followed this troupe called Qunxing, wandering around everywhere. Wherever there was an exchange program, the song and dance troupe would go. His main job in the troupe was setting up and dismantling tents, and sometimes he would go on stage and sing a song when he got bored. Since the troupe mainly operated in the Zhejiang area, and sometimes minor troubles arose, Zhang Zhiguo, who spoke the local dialect, was often useful to the troupe leader. Therefore, the troupe leader didn't pay too much attention to whether he worked or not.

In the first few days after arriving, everything seemed new and exciting to him. Whenever the troupe arrived at a new place, they would put on a lively performance. The troupe had twelve girls dancing, all of them a feast for the eyes. However, he still liked Xiaoyun the most. She was young and beautiful, only 19 years old, tall, with a great figure—curvy in every way. Her features were delicate; she was a classic beauty. He hadn't seen her perform a striptease when he first arrived, but now… he didn't know why.

Watching the person he liked expose her body to so many people on stage, he felt a little humiliated, but for some reason, he also felt an inexplicable urge… Zhang Zhiguo was 19 years old. He had never been with a woman before, but he felt he really wanted her, Xiaoyun.

He stared blankly as Xiaoyun dressed backstage and walked past him. At that moment, the troupe leader, who had been looking at tickets outside, walked towards him.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, a little overweight, not very tall, with a chubby face. He grinned and said to Zhang Zhiguo, "Little Zhang, is it fun working with my troupe? Not as comfortable as home, right?"

Zhang Zhiguo quickly replied that it was fine.

The troupe leader grinned again, "Little Zhang, I can tell you've got your eye on our Xiaoyun. What? Want me to give you a chance? You buy her this and that every day, it's time you got to try something new. She's very young and inexperienced. But you'll have to work hard for me from now on."

Zhiguo didn't quite understand what the troupe leader meant, but the leader patted him on the shoulder with a grin and walked away.

After the evening performance, there wasn't much to do, so everyone in the troupe went to find a place to sleep. Many of the girls had their beds on the stage, but Zhiguo couldn't find an empty spot, so he carried his bedding onto the troupe's van to sleep.

The troupe leader called out to him from afar, "Little Zhang, come sleep with me tonight, don't sleep on this van."

Zhiguo agreed and went with him.

The troupe leader had set up a small shed outside the main tent, with a thickly made wooden bed inside. In the dance troupe, this was a privilege reserved only for the leader; most people slept on the stage or in their vehicles, a chaotic mess.

The leader, still grinning, said, "Hey Xiao Zhang, you're sleeping here tonight, you're lucky. I have things to do, I won't be back tonight, understand?"

Zhiguo quickly replied, "Oh, thank you so much, I'll sleep here then. You can go ahead and do your work."

The leader smiled and left.

Zhiguo made his bed, took off his clothes, turned off the light, and went to sleep. However, he couldn't fall asleep, thinking about Xiaoyun on stage today…

and the leader's mysterious smile. What did it mean? If Xiaoyun could…

Thinking about it, Zhiguo became increasingly unable to sleep. It was past 10 o'clock, and Zhiguo couldn't help but want to masturbate to try and fall asleep. He put his hand inside his underwear and slowly stroked his penis. Soon, his penis became erect. He closed his eyes, thinking of Xiaoyun's beautiful body, imagining himself holding her tightly, her vagina enveloping his penis, so warm...so comfortable... He gradually became immersed in a masturbatory dream...

At some point, a figure appeared in the shed and softly called out, "Zhiguo, it's me."

Zhiguo, who was still in a daze, was almost startled: It was Xiaoyun, it was her, he couldn't be mistaken, could he?

"Xiaoyun? You, why are you here?" Zhiguo quickly stopped what he was doing and asked her blankly.

Xiaoyun was already sitting on the bed: "It's me. The commander sent me to sleep with you tonight..." Her voice trembled slightly. "Tonight, I'm yours..."

Xiaoyun's words made Zhiguo a little incredulous, but he remembered what the commander had told him earlier that day: "Xiao Zhang... you've taken a liking to our Xiaoyun, huh? What? Want me to give you a chance... to let you have a taste? She's very tender..." He

had initially thought the commander was just joking, but tonight Xiaoyun...

He felt like he was being manipulated, but seeing this beautiful girl, he didn't care about anything else. Hadn't he always liked her? Since she was here, he couldn't let her go, no matter what the secrets were. Thinking of this, he mustered his courage and reached out to pull her into the bed.

Xiaoyun was trembling. She was wearing very little clothing, and Zhiguo had taken off his clothes to sleep. When he pulled her in and hugged her, he felt her body trembling.

"Xiaoyun, I really like you so much, you know?" Zhiguo whispered in her ear, hugging Xiaoyun even tighter, and slowly felt her trembling stop.

"Really?" She buried her head in his chest. "Actually, I know you're good to me, and I like you a lot too..." She suddenly became a little breathless. "Let's not talk about that anymore. I... I'm here to be with you today. So, let's begin... Let me go first, let me take off my clothes, okay?"

He released her, and Xiaoyun sat up and slowly took off her clothes. Zhiguo turned on the light, and what he saw was the naked body of the girl he liked: her fair skin, her flushed face, her bright red lips, her full breasts, and her long, beautiful legs and the alluring mound where her thighs met—so perfect, a 19-year-old girl, her body was so beautiful...

Zhiguo's desire surged, he pulled down his underwear, and dragged Xiaoyun down beneath him, pressing down on her. He felt Xiaoyun's skin was so smooth, the contact between their skin felt so good... Xiaoyun let out a soft "Mmm~" and reached out to hug Zhiguo.

The man and woman, naked and embracing, were like dry wood meeting a raging fire. Both were young and full of desire, and the intense stimulation of skin to skin, flesh to flesh, made them breathe rapidly, their mouths dry, and all they wanted was to hold each other tighter. It was Zhiguo's first time doing this, and he didn't know how to start. His erect penis could only press hard against Xiaoyun's inner thighs, but he couldn't find the right spot.

Xiaoyun's body went limp from his haphazard thrusting. Her pretty face flushed crimson, and she felt an itch in her vagina, a sticky fluid flowing out. She couldn't take it anymore: "Zhiguo, it hurts so much... please put it in... I want you..." She grabbed Zhiguo's thick penis, spread her thighs slightly, and aimed the glans at her vaginal opening: "Please put it in... please put it in..."

Zhiguo was thrusting wildly and painfully when he suddenly felt his penis hit something soft. With a forceful "plop," his entire penis plunged into Xiaoyun's virgin vagina...

"Ouch~~ It hurts~~ You're so rough, be gentle~~ Waaah~~" Xiaoyun screamed softly, clinging tightly to Zhiguo. She was truly in pain.

Zhiguo was stunned, seeing tears welling up in her eyes from the pain. He quickly held her still, letting his penis remain inside Xiaoyun's vagina. Although the girl's soft, tight vagina enveloped his penis, giving him immense pleasure, he still quietly comforted her while savoring the joy of their union, wiping away Xiaoyun's tears with his hand.

Several minutes passed without movement. Xiaoyun's breathing became rapid, and Zhiguo lowered his head to kiss her lips. They began a passionate kiss. Their tongues savored the exquisite taste in each other's mouths, waves of electric sensations spreading throughout their bodies. After a while,

Zhiguo pulled away from Xiaoyun's lips, gazing deeply at his first woman. Xiaoyun looked back at him, and they remained silently gazing at each other. Xiaoyun gradually felt a swelling, uncomfortable sensation in her vagina, a restless, itchy feeling inside, as if she needed Zhiguo's large penis to thrust into her a few times. A blush crept onto her face.

Zhiguo's heart fluttered at the sight, and he felt his penis getting increasingly uncomfortable inside Xiaoyun's vagina. A little embarrassed, he asked Xiaoyun, "Can I move now?"

Xiaoyun released her grip on Zhiguo's hand and nodded slightly. Having received permission, Zhiguo no longer hesitated. He quickly propped himself up with his hand and slowly began to move his penis in and out, gently withdrawing it from Xiaoyun's vagina until it reached the entrance. A thin stream of fluid gushed out of Xiaoyun's vagina along with his penis. Xiaoyun felt as if her vagina had suddenly become empty, and couldn't help but let out a soft "oh." Zhiguo then deeply inserted his penis again.

Gradually, Xiaoyun stopped feeling sad. It felt so good to have Zhiguo's penis moving inside her vagina. She didn't know why, but she wanted to moan with pleasure. She tried to hold back, but Zhiguo thrust his body harder, pushing his penis deeper into her vagina

. Xiaoyun couldn't hold back any longer: "Zhiguo~~ Oh~~ So good~~ I'm inside~~~ So satisfying~~~ Harder~~~ Oh~ ... From the glans to the base, his penis was completely enveloped by Xiaoyun's vaginal opening. Ah, this is sex! It feels so good…

For some reason, although this was Zhiguo's first time having sex, he lasted a long time. Half an hour later, Xiaoyun cried out, "Good brother~

... The tender flesh of her vagina parted exaggeratedly, and her juices flowed out with the splattering sound of his penis thrusting...

Zhiguo felt something surging in his lower abdomen, waves of pleasure washing over him. The urge to ejaculate was uncontrollable; he used all his strength for a final few thrusts, let out a muffled groan, and then pressed himself against Xiaoyun, remaining still.

Zhiguo's penis twitched inside Xiaoyun's vagina, continuously ejaculating his semen into her tender opening, until a few minutes later, his penis quieted down. Neither of them spoke. Xiaoyun, with her eyes closed, was still savoring the pleasure of their lovemaking. Zhiguo felt his mind go blank, his body feeling incredibly relaxed and comfortable. He pressed against Xiaoyun's body, not wanting to move.

After a long while, Xiaoyun opened her eyes and saw Zhiguo still on top of her. Looking at his sharply defined face, and recalling the passionate moment, Xiaoyun felt a sweet warmth fill her heart. She pressed her cherry lips to his and kissed his. Zhiguo opened his eyes and looked at Xiaoyun's still-blushing face. His love was still burning, and he began to kiss her cherry lips passionately. The two kissed incessantly, their voices trembling softly…

After their passionate encounter, Zhiguo turned on the light. In the darkness, they could be heard whispering: "

Xiaoyun, I like you so much

—me too, I like you too

—can you be my girlfriend?"

"Aren't I your girlfriend now? Don't you want me?"

"Yeah, we've already done it, you can't deny it now

—Zhiguo, you're so bad, I'm ignoring you… Waaah, what are you doing…

" "I'm getting hard again, let's do it again, okay…"

One can imagine that in the darkness of that little shed, another scene of vibrant spring unfolded…

The next day, both of them woke up early. Xiaoyun got up and busied herself washing her face, while Zhiguo also got up, gathered his bedding, and returned to the car. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, the group leader appeared out of nowhere, smiled at Zhiguo, and then told everyone to eat quickly and get back to work.

The meals in the dance troupe were simple; breakfast consisted of just some porridge and cold dishes. Around seven in the morning, everyone was up, dressed, and ready to eat. A dozen or so girls and seven or eight men were gathered around a large iron pot of porridge, serving themselves.

Zhiguo saw Xiaoyun preparing to eat her porridge. Frankly, the porridge wasn't very good, so he waved and called out, "Xiaoyun!"

Hearing Zhiguo call her, Xiaoyun blushed, quickly put down her chopsticks, and came over, softly asking, "Zhiguo, what's wrong? I have to go on stage after I've eaten."

"Let's eat outside. The porridge isn't good," he said, pulling her hand and leading her away. The others looked at them strangely.

After breakfast, we returned and could already hear the loudspeakers in the tent broadcasting loudly: "Attention performers and staff! Please prepare for the performance. The morning show is about to begin. Gatekeeper, tickets are being sold! Xiaoyun, is Xiaoyun back yet? The show is starting..."

Zhiguo quickly pulled Xiaoyun inside.

The stage lights came on, and loud disco music blared. The girls in the troupe, dressed in bikinis, were already dancing on stage, trying to attract the audience. Xiaoyun hurried inside to change, while Zhiguo, having nothing much to do, stood casually at the ticket booth at the tent entrance.

Several men from the troupe stood at the entrance. One was selling tickets, another was checking tickets, and a short, middle-aged man with a microphone was already calling out to the crowd coming from outside: "Guests and friends outside, those who want to watch and enjoy the show, don't miss this great opportunity! This is the All-Star Song and Dance Concert. Our morning performance is about to begin. Please buy your tickets and enter as soon as possible. Buy your tickets early, enter early, and find a good spot.

The earlier you come, the earlier you see; the later you come, the later you see. If you come late, you won't see anything!" See you there. Five yuan a ticket, five yuan a person—the lowest and most affordable price. Listen to singing, watch dancing. The songs are loud and clear, the dances are wild and energetic. There's all sorts of swing dances, trendy jazz dances, rock and roll breakdancing, sensual dances, and Indian-style striptease.

Five yuan, five yuan—this is the ladies' art competition; five yuan, five yuan—this is the ladies' romantic performance. Look at the stage, under the lights—that fiery passion is naked love.

You buy one ticket, and the ladies inside smile at you; you buy two or three tickets… Inside, the girls might let you hug them. If you buy ten or eight tickets, they might let you have sex with them—of course, that's impossible.

No dragon crosses the river without a mighty dragon; our girls are the most open, stripping naked and fast. Come watch the striptease competition! China is reforming, and the stars are opening up! If you want to see song and dance, come to Qunxing!

Look at the three points, look at the two points, and then look at that little bit below—a huge, dark patch—that's the Inner Mongolian grasslands.

Beauty is in the thighs. Sexiness is in the face, and wonder is in the bra. Open the bra to reveal two high mountains, one... It's the Himalayas, and one is Mount Everest.

Bras, bras, big, medium, small, the big ones are like balls, the small ones are like light bulbs. Look at our group, we have eighteen ladies, all beautiful and sexy, all young girls, many still virgins, an unprecedented sight, a feast for the eyes!

Men sway and sway, wanting to come out with three legs; women sway and sway, swaying out mineral water. If you're watching the wild stuff outside, you might as well go inside and see the erotic stuff.

If you just stand there without looking, you're not a hero. If you just stand there without buying a ticket, you might as well go home and have a couple of rounds with your wife! Old in years, but young at heart, looking around is good for your health.

" ……

...

"Call out that little slut from yesterday! Oh my, her cunt is really pretty, hee hee..."

"If she doesn't come out, we're going to smash your troupe!!"

Chaos erupted in the tent, with the audience jeering.

Zhiguo rushed into the tent and stood in front of the stage, hearing the troupe leader say from behind, "Then call Xiaoyun out on stage and hang her up, quick."

The announcer hurriedly reported, "Okay, now please be quiet, our troupe's Miss Yunyun will bring you a wonderful and decadent dance. Performers, please step onto the stage of art!"

Zhiguo's head was about to explode. He wanted Xiaoyun to perform a striptease again. Xiaoyun was now with him, and last night he had asked her not to perform striptease on stage anymore, and she had agreed. Zhiguo really didn't want other men to look at Xiaoyun's body so casually anymore! But soon he saw Xiaoyun wearing a three-point bikini on stage, starting to sway to the lewd music, and the audience gradually quieted down.

Soon, the audience below was chanting, "Take it off! Take it off now!!"

The troupe leader, speaking into a microphone from behind, shouted, "Xiao Yun, everyone, come on, quick!"

This "everyone, come on" was the troupe's code word, meaning Xiao Yun had to strip completely naked.

Zhi Guo stood in front of the stage, staring blankly at Xiao Yun. Xiao Yun saw him too. She hesitated, then reached into her bra. The audience began to cheer loudly, many whistling, their eyes wide with anticipation for Xiao Yun's beautiful body.

But after a long time, Xiao Yun still hadn't started to undress. Some people in the audience started yelling and cursing, while others threw stones at the stage. Xiao Yun screamed and ran off the stage. The audience was furious, shouting, "The lady from before, come out now!!"

The troupe leader's voice came from backstage: "You son of a bitch, what's wrong with you today? I told you to take it off, and you wouldn't! Are you trying to kill me?" *

Slap!* A slap sounded, followed by Xiaoyun's sobs and the troupe leader's loud yelling: "If you don't behave, I'll take you in!"

"Uncle, please don't force me! I really don't want to take my clothes off anymore, boohoo..."

Zhiguo rushed backstage, and Xiaoyun, seeing him, threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

The audience outside came in to watch, and seeing the situation, a few with a conscience said, "That's enough, that's enough. This little girl is quite pitiful. Let's not make a fuss, let's just go to the front and watch..."

Many others agreed. So they went back to the front of the stage to watch the performance, while the other girls went on stage and began to perform again.

The troupe leader pointed at Xiaoyun and cursed, "Your dad entrusted you to me to bring out here, do you think this is a joke? What's wrong with taking off your clothes on stage? Are you being wronged? Aren't you just a little slut? I've done it to you a few times and you didn't say a word! Damn it, if you don't go on stage, you don't have to eat, I can't afford to support a rich girl like you!!"

Xiaoyun cried even harder as she listened. Zhiguo was also helpless and could only pat her shoulder to comfort her and tell her not to cry. The troupe leader cursed for a while longer, lifted the curtain separating the stage and the front of the stage, and went out. Xiaoyun sobbed in Zhiguo's arms for a while. Zhiguo was at a loss. She stopped crying, picked up a long coat from the side of the stage and put it on, and ran to the car through the exit left at the back of the tent...

(II)

Zhiguo hurriedly followed Xiaoyun and ran to the car. Zhiguo squatted in front of Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun sat on a quilt in the car with the coat on and did not say a word. Her eyes were red and still had tear stains.

Zhiguo took out a pack of tissues from his pocket, opened one, and wiped Xiaoyun's tears. Xiaoyun seemed lost in thought, letting him wipe her face without saying a word. After Zhiguo carefully wiped away her tears, Xiaoyun's nose twitched, and two more tears streamed down her face.

Zhiguo panicked and quickly sat down next to her, hugging her: "Don't cry, okay? I'll talk to the troupe leader later. You can't dance like that anymore."

Xiaoyun started crying again: "I don't know why my uncle insists I dance. I really don't want to take my clothes off up there anymore, boohoo..."

At this moment, a girl named Tao Xue climbed onto the bus. Seeing the two of them sitting there, she said: "Xiaoyun, your uncle wants you to go back. You still have to sing on stage later."

Zhiguo said: "Look at Xiaoyun today, she's like this. Can she still go on stage? Where's the troupe leader? I'll talk to him."

Tao Xue looked at them and said: "Okay then, I still have to dance on stage. The troupe leader is backstage. I'm leaving." She glanced at Zhiguo, turned around, and got off the bus.

Zhiguo told Xiaoyun to rest in the car while he got out and headed towards the dance troupe. Once backstage, the troupe leader was sitting on a stool by the announcer's desk. Seeing him, the leader pulled him aside.

Zhiguo was about to talk to him about Xiaoyun, wanting to ask him to stop having her perform erotic dances on stage, when the leader spoke up: "Xiao Zhang, the Yiwu Dachen Exchange Fair is the day after tomorrow. We're leaving after our performance tomorrow. How about you come with me to Dachen tomorrow to secure some venues?"

The dance troupe always had to find a performance venue beforehand for each exchange fair, contacting several departments, securing locations, and building relationships before they could perform with peace of mind and earn money—it was essential.

Zhiguo hesitated and said, "Can I go?"

The troupe leader smiled and said, "Of course you can. You're a local from Yiwu, so you know the area better than I do. It'll be difficult for me to get things done alone. My son, Junzheng, is in charge of things in the troupe anyway. You can come with me from now on. Work hard, and I won't treat you unfairly."

Zhiguo agreed immediately, "Okay then, but troupe leader, could you please not have Xiaoyun dance that kind of dance? I think..."

The troupe leader patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sure, we'll talk about that later. You seem quite sincere towards her. There are quite a few people here today. I'll have someone else dance later, that's all." After saying that, he turned and left.

At this moment, there was an acrobatic performance on stage. The troupe leader's niece, Zhang Xiuxiu, was performing contortion. Next, it was time for a girl named Wang Xiaohui to go on stage and sing. This Xiaohui was 19 years old, about 160 cm tall, and very pretty, but she always had a long face and didn't talk to people much.

Besides performing a group dance every day, she also sings a song. Zhiguo thinks she's a bit too aloof. Seeing her changing clothes by the small staircase, he asks the announcer, "What song is she going to sing today?"

The announcer is Shi Wentian, who usually gets along well with Zhiguo. While watching Xiuxiu perform acrobatics on stage through the backstage curtain, he casually hands him today's program and asks, "Are you going to sing later?"

Zhiguo looks at the program; there are only five acts left. After Xiuxiu's acrobatics and contortion, Xiaohui will sing two songs, "Love You Ten Points, Tears Seven Points" and "How Happy." Next is a song and dance performance, "The Most Exciting Empire," performed by Zhang Yuan, Zuo Yanyan, Guo Ling, and Liu Weiwei. Then comes a duet dance by Zhang Xiaohua and Xiaolian. These two girls are very young and not very tall, but they look good together. Finally, there's a striptease, which was originally supposed to be performed by Xiaoyun, but Xiaoyun's name is crossed out on the program, and Wu Meili's name is written next to it.

After Zhiguo finished reading the form, he handed it back to Shi Wentian and said, "After the duet dance, I'll go up and sing a song for fun. Is Wu Meili really going to take her clothes off later?"

Shi Wentian smiled and said, "Yes, the troupe leader asked her to go up, so how could she not? But she's not very good-looking, nothing special."

Zhiguo cursed inwardly, "Your wife Guo Ling is quite attractive, it would be best to ask her to dance sometime." But he didn't say it aloud. He flipped through the accompaniment VCDs and found one for him: "I'll sing Huang An's New Mandarin Duck Butterfly Dream later. I'll go out for a bit, and you can announce my turn when it's my turn."

Shi Wentian agreed.

He turned and walked out from the back. There was some space left behind the stage backdrop for the actors to store their costumes and props. The girls who were going to go on stage were changing clothes there and waiting. Zhiguo glanced at them.

He went back to the car. Xiaoyun was still sitting there, with two more girls beside her. One was Tao Xue, and the other was Sun Li, the girlfriend of Zhang Junzheng, the troupe leader's son. They were talking to Xiaoyun. Xiaoyun looked much better now and was chatting and laughing with them.

Zhiguo was relieved to see this and asked Tao Xue, "Didn't you say you were going to dance? Why are you back?"

Tao Xue said irritably, "The troupe leader asked me to dance that, but I said I wouldn't do it. He had no choice but to ask Wu Meili to dance. I was free, so I came out to keep Xiaoyun company."

Sun Li was only 18 years old, with a very pure appearance. She wasn't short, about 163 cm, but she was still a bit shorter than Xiaoyun and Tao Xue, who were both around 170 cm.

When Sun Li saw Zhiguo get into the car, she blushed for some reason and said to Xiaoyun, "I'll get off first. I'm going to Junzheng's place."

Sun Li got out of the car, and Tao Xue smiled and said, "This young lady is still so immature, yet she already has a boyfriend. I heard she and Junzheng have already slept together. She's quite bold."

Xiaoyun said awkwardly, "Tao Xue, why are you saying these things? It's like you're so mature."

Tao Xue laughed, "I'm more mature than you guys anyway. I just want to find a boyfriend. But none of the guys in the group are good enough for me. Finally, Zhiguo came, but you snatched him away first." Xiaoyun

laughed and scolded, "Pah! Fine, you can have him then, so you won't be so horny."

Zhiguo also sat down, "I think the old man in charge of the lights, Sun, is quite nice. You should go find him to be your boyfriend. Xiaoyun won't let me go."

Tao Xue gagged. “Don’t even mention that old man Sun. He’s only 23, but he looks like a 50-year-old. He’s disgusting. And he’s always so dirty. By the way, I heard someone say he joined the troupe because he wanted to date Wu Meili. He seems really good to her, but I don’t know if it’s true.”

Xiaoyun nodded: “Yeah, he’s been here for almost a year. He’s always so good to Wu Meili, and he does so much work, he’s always exhausted. But Wu Meili doesn’t seem to have any feelings for him.”

Zhiguo said: “That’s for the best. Now Tao Xue just needs to make a move on to old man Sun, and everything will be fine. Xiaoyun and I will have a wedding banquet.”

Tao Xue sighed: “Come on, I’m sure I’ll never like him. It’s so hard to find a boyfriend. I really shouldn’t have come to this dance troupe. Now I want to leave but I can’t. Sigh…”

Xiaoyun also sighed.

Zhiguo told Xiaoyun that the troupe leader had agreed that she wouldn't have to perform striptease on stage anymore. Xiaoyun nodded and then asked, "Now my uncle is asking Wu Meili to go up and dance. I wonder if Old Man Sun is worried?"

Tao Xue said, "Old Man Sun was right there, but he didn't say anything. He looked anxious, but who cares? He doesn't dare to say a word."

Zhiguo and Xiaoyun thought about it and agreed. Everyone in the troupe looked down on Old Man Sun. If Wu Meili didn't say anything, would he dare to argue with the troupe leader?

Just then, the announcement came from inside the tent: "What you just enjoyed was our troupe's duet dance. The dance was delightful, and the singing was enchanting. Next..."

Zhiguo knew he was going to go on stage, so he quickly told them and got out of the car.

Tao Xue pulled Xiaoyun up and said, "Come on, let's go listen to Zhiguo sing too."

The two girls followed.

Upon entering the studio, Zhiguo grabbed a wireless microphone from the sound control console, ready to go on stage. Shi Wentian then announced, "...Our troupe's young singer, A Long, will perform a beautiful song, 'Huang An's New Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream,' 'Actors Take the Stage of Art...'"

A Long was Zhiguo's code name in the troupe. At this time, the other girls in the troupe were resting backstage, preparing for lunch. A short while later, as soon as the accompaniment began, Zhiguo went on stage to sing. Tao Xue and Xiao Yun stood by the sound control console watching.

The audience clearly had no interest in Zhiguo's performance. Although he sang with great enthusiasm, the audience booed incessantly, and some even shouted for him to get off the stage. After finally finishing the song, Zhiguo bowed to the audience, said thank you, and ran off the stage. Tao Xue and Xiao Yun, watching from behind, clapped enthusiastically, and the other girls also applauded and cheered for Zhiguo.

Shi Wentian smiled maliciously at Zhiguo, then picked up the microphone and began his introduction: "Youth is the most beautiful time. A young girl's youth is fiery and beautiful, like a blooming flower. Youth explodes, and yellow flowers bloom everywhere. Next, our troupe's dancer, Ali, will come on stage to present a wonderful solo dance—a passionate solo performance—dedicated to all the distinguished guests attending this performance. Dancer, please step onto the romantic stage."

The speakers blared loud disco music, specifically the song "Infinite." Wu Meili, seemingly indifferent, went on stage in a bikini.

Since this was Wu Meili's first time performing a striptease, the girls in the troupe crowded backstage to watch her performance, and Zhiguo and Xiaoyun also stood watching. Old Sun, with a long face, seemed helpless because of the need for lighting, but everyone could see the sadness and sorrow on his wrinkled face.

Perhaps it's truly a tragedy that a young girl, forced onto this stage by the helplessness of her life, has never even shown her body to the man she loves. Yet, in this setting, she lays bare her body, completely exposed, allowing countless lustful, unfamiliar eyes in the audience to roam freely over her.

Wu Meili's expression is natural, as if the audience's gaze isn't on her. She smiles, seemingly with a hint of contempt. Contempt for what? The audience? Or herself? Perhaps she contemplates herself now, but soon she will contemplate the audience…

"Oh! Not bad!"

"Awesome!"

The audience shouts, the atmosphere is electric.

Wu Meili undresses.

Soon she's completely naked.

Old Sun stands up, glances at her, then lowers his head.

Shi Wentian nods along with the music.

Jun Zheng and the others pack up, preparing to stop ticket sales and rest.

The audience, like devils, cheers and applauds this "wonderful" performance. The

troupe leader stands behind the audience, his face beaming.

Zhiguo and the others watched silently. Soon, the other girls dispersed; some returned to their cars, others chatted backstage. Zhiguo, Xiaoyun, and Tao Xue remained watching, knowing the performance was about to end.

There was one show in the morning and two in the afternoon, lasting about two hours. It was still early, but the troupe leader wasn't too optimistic about the venue and decided against performing consecutively. He reasoned that if the audience stayed long, the performance wouldn't be effective, as they were tired, and few new attendees would come.

After the performance, they had lunch, followed by two more shows in the afternoon. Time flew by, and then there was another show in the evening. The day's performances ended around 10 pm, and everyone went to find a place to sleep.

Zhiguo wanted to ask Xiaoyun to go for a walk, but he couldn't find her on the stage or in the car. He had no choice but to lay down on a blanket on the stage. He closed his eyes for an hour or so, but couldn't fall asleep, thinking about Xiaoyun. He wondered where she might be. Had she gotten lost in the streets? Was she asleep now?

The more Zhiguo thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Knowing that Xiaoyun usually slept on the truck, he couldn't help but get up, get dressed, and go check on her.

The truck was dark. A woman's voice called out, "Who is it?"

Zhiguo quickly replied, "It's me, Zhang Zhiguo. Is this Tao Xue?"

Tao Xue hummed in agreement, then asked, "Aren't you asleep yet? What are you doing up here?"

"Has Xiao Yun returned?" Zhi Guo asked her.

Tao Xue paused for a moment, then said, "Not yet. Let's not look for her anymore. She'll be alright; she'll be back soon."

Zhi Guo was now puzzled. Unable to find Xiao Yun, he had no choice but to get out of the car again.

After walking a short distance, Zhi Guo glanced at the regimental commander's small shed. There were lights inside, and it wasn't far from the car, so he walked over. When he got there, Zhi Guo heard a woman's panting coming from inside. Having had that experience with Xiao Yun, Zhi Guo knew that someone was definitely doing *that* inside, but who could it be? Because the regimental commander's wife wasn't with the regiment.

Zhi Guo lowered his pace and quietly walked to the door. This kind of shed was made of canvas. He carefully lifted a small crack and squinted his eyes to look inside.

Inside, on the bed, the short, stout regimental commander was completely naked, pressing down on a naked woman's body and thrusting his buttocks. Because the bed was placed upright, Zhiguo could only see the commander's lower body and the woman's two snow-white thighs. When his buttocks were raised, the commander's not-so-large penis and the woman's penetrated genitals were completely exposed.

The commander was panting heavily, and the woman beneath him was only moaning softly...

(III)

Zhiguo's heart raced, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong, a bad feeling. What was even more terrifying was that an ominous thought suddenly popped into his mind: Who exactly was this girl? Where was Xiaoyun? Could it be... But... the commander was her uncle!

Looking further inside, Commander Zhang's breathing suddenly became even heavier, and the speed of his thrusting increased significantly. Zhiguo knew he was about to ejaculate, and the outcome would soon be clear. He heard the battalion commander's heavy breathing and the girl's moans beneath him. Zhiguo realized the girl under the battalion commander was likely Xiaoyun, and a desperate shock mixed with an inexplicable urge gripped his heart. This was her own uncle on top of her, and the penis inside her vagina belonged to her uncle?!

Zhiguo didn't know what he was thinking; he only felt an unbearable hardness in his penis, a strong urge to release, but he nervously continued to peek at the scene inside.

Sure enough, the battalion commander thrust his hips a few more times, then pressed himself forcefully onto the girl, letting out a long sigh.

A moment later, the girl beneath him spoke, and what she said was like a bolt from the blue for Zhiguo!

"Uncle, please, please don't ask me to do this anymore. I'm with Zhiguo now, and I don't want him to know."

Xiaoyun, it really was Xiaoyun! Why! How could this be!

His mind was in a whirl, the commander's words echoing in his head: "...How about I give you a chance...to let you have a taste, she's very tender..." So, so this hateful guy had already...

It seemed that Zhiguo was now so angry that he wanted to rush in and tear this beastly commander to shreds. For a moment, he looked pitiful and innocent. Xiaoyun seemed to have been twisted by everything she had seen today. They had committed incest. They were uncle and niece, and they had done such a thing. The uncle had inserted his penis into his niece's vagina, and his own uncle's semen had been ejaculated into the niece's uterus. And this uncle's niece was the girl he loved most, Xiaoyun, whom he had just made love to yesterday!

After his initial excitement wore off, Commander Zhang rolled off Xiao Yun, took a strip of cloth to wipe his penis, and tossed it to the still dazed Xiao Yun: "Damn you, don't push your luck. Zhi Guo has already decided he wants you? What's the big deal if I do it a few more times? Just be careful he doesn't find out, okay? I can do whatever I want to you."

Xiao Yun seemed stunned. Indeed, she couldn't accept it. She had thought that with Zhi Guo, her uncle wouldn't ask her to do such a shameless thing, but now, that thought seemed shattered. She silently picked up the cloth, blankly wiped her genitals, sat up, and started looking for her clothes.

As soon as Xiao Yun sat up, Zhi Guo could see her clearly: Xiao Yun, it was her. Her expression was blank, her eyes lifeless, and she seemed lost in thought. Suddenly, two large tears rolled down her cheeks.

Zhiguo witnessed everything and seemed to understand Xiaoyun's bitterness. Watching Xiaoyun get dressed and walk towards the door, he hurriedly moved away and hid in the darkness. He watched her return to the car and get in.

Inside the tent, the troupe leader muttered again, "That bastard's really something, took so long to get her, damn it!" After a while, the troupe leader seemed to be asleep; there was no more sound from inside. Zhiguo sighed inwardly, thought for a moment, and then returned to the stage, crawling into his bed.

He tried hard to calm himself down and fall asleep, hoping that everything he had just seen was a dream. He pinched his thigh hard; it hurt. His hope was shattered. Xiaoyun, why did this happen between you and your uncle?

Seeing the girl he loved being wantonly played with by another man, and that man was the troupe leader who usually seemed so kind to him, the girl's own uncle—God, what should he do?心里的那种怒气又涌了上来，这个该死的东西，玷污了自己心中最纯洁的小芸，从叫小芸跳脱衣舞，现在又见到他对小芸做出这种禽兽不如的事！

志国咬紧了牙齿，一个念头上来：我去狠狠的揍他一顿，然后带小芸离开这里。这想法似乎很对，志国几次都想要起来去完成这件事情。但随即又想的到，自己能不能干的过他还不一定，何况他儿子也一定会对自己动手，加上这团子是他的，揍了他，自己能走的开吗？再说到时候小芸又怎么办？如果她知道自己明白了他们之间的关系，那不是伤害了她吗？再说小芸现在这样的情况，就一定会跟自己走吗？

还要去爱小芸吗？她不再纯洁，不再是完美的了，她被其他男人上了，这个男人还是差不多天天要见到的团长。忽然烦躁的觉得，小芸的身体好脏，好脏。

Suddenly, he remembered the tears rolling down Xiaoyun's cheeks. Xiaoyun had been unwilling all along. She had said she wanted to be with him, that she would give him everything. But why hadn't she refused when the troupe leader approached her? Even if she couldn't refuse, why didn't she come to him?

He suddenly realized that everyone in this dance troupe seemed strange, as if they were all hiding something. Who knew what they would discover later? But he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong.

Zhiguo's head was spinning. Countless different thoughts clashed within him: resentment, rage, disgust, sorrow—all struggled within him. Some thoughts, even those he himself found unbelievable, also surfaced.

Xiaoyun…she…had sex with his own uncle! He saw it all clearly! Her uncle's short, stout body pressed down on Xiaoyun's fair flesh, his penis deeply inserted into her vagina, Xiaoyun moaning softly…

Zhiguo's thoughts suddenly drifted to this, feeling disgusted, but strangely, the image of Xiaoyun and her uncle committing incest lingered in his mind. Xiaoyun's snow-white, slender legs and pert breasts were so beautiful. Her uncle, panting, forcefully fucked his niece Xiaoyun until finally ejaculating forcefully into her tender uterus. Imagining

her uncle's semen flowing from Xiaoyun's vagina, mixing with her vaginal fluids, making her vulva very wet, her thighs and lower abdomen covered in love juices… Zhiguo found himself incredibly excited! An uncontrollable physiological change occurred, and a certain part of his lower body swelled wildly.

Zhiguo's penis was painfully hard. He cursed himself for being shameless, but he couldn't help but reach into his underwear, grasp his engorged penis, and begin to masturbate. Images of Xiaoyun and her uncle committing incest flashed through his mind again and again—the vagina stretched open by his penis, the sinful semen shooting into Xiaoyun's vagina…

Finally, when the image of Xiaoyun's spread legs, her vagina flowing with semen and vaginal fluid, appeared in his mind, he reached the peak of pleasure, ejaculating semen all over his hand.

After resting for a while, he saw that everyone around him was asleep. He hastily wiped the semen on his hand onto the blanket, then wiped his penis, and closed his eyes.

He thought to himself: Forget it, don't think about it anymore, I'll deal with everything tomorrow…

The next morning at seven o'clock, he was woken up by the noise of the other people on stage packing their bedding. He stretched and found that he was surprisingly energetic; he hadn't slept well the night before, but it seemed to have no effect at all.

He got up, packed his bedding, and put it on the truck, only to find that Xiaoyun was already up and not on the truck. Zhiguo grabbed a towel and toothbrush. Just then, an 18-year-old boy named Xiaoqian brought over some water, which Zhiguo stopped and used to wash himself. After that, he wanted to go out for breakfast. The rest of the dance troupe, including Xiaoqian who watched the tickets, were gathered around the pot of rice, getting their porridge—which Old Man Sun had cooked long ago.

Just as he was about to step out, a hand covered Zhiguo's eyes. Startled, he quickly pulled the hand away and drew the person in front of him. When he saw who it was, his heart skipped a beat.

"Zhiguo, I bought you steamed buns and milk!" Xiaoyun happily waved a breakfast in front of him.

Suddenly, he felt a sweet warmth in his heart; Xiaoyun was so kind to him. But he also felt a pang of sadness. Was this happy Xiaoyun the same one who had been crying last night?

Xiaoyun saw Zhiguo staring blankly at her, silent, the hand covering his eyes still gripped by him. She tried to pull it away, but Zhiguo instinctively tightened his grip.

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaoyun asked, a little surprised and frightened. Zhiguo snapped out of his daze and awkwardly released her hand, pulling Xiaoyun to the side. The two squatted down in a quiet corner.

Xiaoyun took out breakfast, told Zhiguo to open his mouth, and stuffed a small steamed bun into it. Zhiguo swallowed it with difficulty. Xiaoyun turned her head and asked him, "Is it good? I got up very early to buy it, and walked a long way." She then put a straw in the bottle of milk and fed it to him, letting him take a sip.

Zhiguo frowned and asked her, "Have you eaten?" "Yes, I ate a while ago, I had porridge." "Why didn't you buy yourself some too?" "I'm used to porridge. You said porridge wasn't good, so I got up and bought you something else for breakfast, wasn't that good?"

Zhiguo didn't say anything more, gently pulling the lovely Xiaoyun into his arms, and eating the breakfast she had bought with gusto.

After finishing, the two nestled together affectionately. Xiaoyun's heart felt like it was about to take flight. Every time Zhiguo came to the dance troupe, she knew it was because he liked her. Zhiguo's appearance and his care for her had also touched her heart, and the passionate encounter the day before yesterday had made her completely devoted to him.

Zhiguo's thoughts were different. Although he had unfortunately witnessed that ugly scene yesterday, upon reflection, it wasn't Xiaoyun's own fault. His purpose in coming to the dance troupe was only for Xiaoyun. Now that she loved him so deeply, how could he not be gratified? Although the shadow of that scene still lingers, let's pretend it never happened. Xiaoyun, isn't she just as lovely and innocent as she is now?

Looking at Zhiguo's affectionate gaze, Xiaoyun couldn't help but lean over and gently kiss him on the lips. Just as Zhiguo was about to return the kiss, a voice shouted:

"Hey, you two are doing something good! You little big sister, you've got some nerve!"

Zhiguo and Xiaoyun were both startled and quickly stood up. They saw that it was Tao Xue.

Tao Xue, who was always a bit too lively, stood in front of them with a grin, holding a bowl of porridge and tapping it with her chopsticks: "I say, Xiaoyun, what are you and him doing here? It's really nice here, just the two of you squatting down, with a rock blocking the way. You can kiss, touch each other, and then do something else. It'll be very satisfying, won't it?" She said with a sly smile.

Zhiguo was truly exasperated by her. This girl from Jiangsu always spoke so rudely; he really didn't know how she knew so much and was so bold. "Don't talk nonsense, okay? Be careful, or I'll get angry and take your clothes off and bully you."

Xiaoyun snatched the basin from Tao Xue's hand and smashed it on the ground. "I told you not to talk nonsense, you slut, you scared me to death."

Tao Xue bent down to pick up the basin and said with a smile, "I say, my dear sister, what are you doing? I can't control you, but your uncle is looking for Zhiguo. He's in his little shed right now. Are you willing to let him go?"

Xiaoyun quickly told Zhiguo to go first, and she and Tao Xue went back to the dance shed to prepare for the performance.

Upon arriving at the small shed, Commander Zhang was sitting on the edge of the bed smoking. Today, he was wearing a shiny leather suit, looking quite imposing. Seeing Zhiguo, he said, "Xiao Zhang, go change into something better. We're going to Dachen to run some business; the exchange meeting there is about to start, and we haven't finalized the land deal yet." Zhiguo felt uneasy looking at this two-faced man, but he didn't react. He went back to the truck, found his luggage, grabbed a sharp new suit, and went back to the shed.

The commander grabbed a briefcase, and he and Zhiguo flagged down a bus and headed towards Dachen Town, the shirt production base of Yiwu.

Upon arriving in Dachen, the commander bought two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes, giving one to Zhiguo and instructing him to pass it on when the opportunity arose. He also gave some instructions on things to be careful about before heading to the Dachen police station.

Things went smoothly; Zhiguo's fluent Yiwu dialect saved a lot of trouble. He was a resourceful person, and his family business involved a lot of social interaction. After finalizing the performance fees and giving some tickets to the relevant departments, inviting them to visit when they had time, and saying nice things and making jokes, everything went smoothly by the end of the morning with the Public Security Bureau, the Industry and Commerce Bureau, the Ministry of Culture, and the venue for the performance.

With things settled, Director Zhang was very happy, repeatedly patting Zhiguo on the shoulder and praising him, then taking him to a restaurant for lunch. The director had brought a considerable amount of money; the income from the song and dance troupe business was substantial, and he was willing to spend money on cultivating relationships, so he always carried a lot of cash with him when making his travels. Soon

the food arrived, and they ordered beer. The director enthusiastically clinked glasses with Zhiguo, and after a few drinks... The troupe leader smiled and said to Zhiguo, "Xiao Zhang, it's really great to have you here this time. You did a great job. Before, when I was running errands alone, the locals would bully me because I was from out of town. They would either make things difficult for me or demand a lot of money. It was really tough. This time, with your help, things went much more smoothly."

Zhiguo was also very satisfied with his performance, and the troupe leader's flattery along the way made him feel good. He quickly said, "Not at all, it's all thanks to you, troupe leader. What do I know? I'll just do my best from now on. But I don't think running errands is too difficult. I should be fine."

The troupe leader nodded in approval. The two chatted casually for a while, drank some wine, and then called the waiter to bring them rice. After the meal, the group leader paid the bill, patted Zhiguo on the shoulder, and said, "Xiao Zhang, you've helped me a lot this time. You must be tired from running around all day. How about this, I'll take you somewhere to relax."

The two stepped into a hair salon (back then, it wasn't like now, with all those brothels offering hair washing and massages; it was mostly a beauty salon disguised as a business, not very obvious). The proprietress saw these two high-class customers and hurriedly asked if they wanted a hair wash.

The group leader smiled and asked, "Hey, proprietress, do you have massages?" The woman, who looked to be in her thirties, nodded, said she was going upstairs, and went up the stairs first. The two of them quickly followed.

On the third floor, the proprietress used a key to open the first room. Inside, several flamboyantly dressed girls were sitting on a leather sofa, laughing and joking. Two of them looked to be under twenty, and a few were almost thirty.

The proprietress asked, "Are you satisfied?" The group leader said it was good, and after negotiating the price, he paid. The proprietress took the money, then told them to choose one themselves, instructing them to take good care of the girls, and went downstairs with a smile. The group leader let Zhiguo choose first. It was Zhiguo's first time in such a place, but since he was already there, he didn't want to be laughed at, so he boldly walked up to the girls and started picking.

Zhiguo walked up to a girl wearing a yellow vest. She looked quite young, probably only 18 or 19, with delicate features and a good figure. She wasn't wearing much makeup, and Zhiguo immediately liked her.

Seeing Zhiguo looking at her, the girl seemed a little embarrassed, tilted her head, and smiled coquettishly, saying, "You wanted to see me? Let's go in then." The girl next to her, about the same age, laughed, "I didn't expect someone to come looking for you just now. Well, this handsome guy is a good match for you." She then said to Zhiguo, "My sister is only 18, so you have to be gentle, or we'll feel sorry for her."

Seeing this, the group leader found it amusing and chimed in, "Why don't you come too? Let's all have some fun." The girl didn't waste any words, generously taking the group leader's hand and leading him towards the door. Seeing Zhiguo and the little girl still lingering, she couldn't help but pull them back.

The four of them left the room. The older girl went downstairs to get the key and returned to open a room in the hallway. Zhiguo entered the room and found it was no different from any other room, except for fewer furnishings. A large bed was placed in the middle, the curtains were tightly drawn, and there was a small door across the room. The woman kept Zhiguo and her sister there, then, smiling, pulled the regimental commander into a small room next door.

The girl kept her head down as soon as she entered, and Zhiguo didn't know what to say. They stood there for a while, while laughter occasionally drifted from the next room.

Seeing Zhiguo's hesitation, the girl spoke first: "Sir, let's go to the bed." Zhiguo reluctantly took off his shoes and sat on the bed, looking at the girl as if he were being forced.

When the girl also got on the bed, seeing his awkwardness, she couldn't help but laugh. Zhiguo said, "What are you laughing at?" "This is the first time I've seen someone come here and be as silly as you. Haven't you ever been to a prostitute before?" She started helping Zhiguo undress.

Zhiguo had no choice but to admit it was his first time in such a place, and asked her name, age, and where she was from. As the girl helped him undress, she answered, "I'm from Hunan, I'm 18 years old, and everyone here calls me Xiaoli." She then asked his name and where he was from.

Zhiguo quickly replied, "I'm a local, my name is Zhang Zhiguo, and I'm 19." The girl chuckled, "I didn't ask how old you were." She then helped him remove his underwear.

The atmosphere became more relaxed as they exchanged questions and answers. Zhiguo, now completely naked, also began to undress Xiaoli, who readily cooperated, leaving herself naked as well.

Once they were both naked, the girl took the initiative to hug Zhiguo. Zhiguo felt a smooth, slippery female body press against him. Turning to meet her, he felt Xiaoli's soft breasts press against his chest, her eyes wide open, her cherry-like lips right before him. A surge of emotion coursed through him, and he pressed his lips to hers. Their lips met, and they both closed their eyes.

After kissing for a while, Xiaoli's body softened. She broke the kiss and whispered, "Let's begin, we have time." She lay down beside Zhiguo, spreading her legs, and said, "Come on top."

Zhiguo stood up; the sweet taste of the kiss still lingered in his mouth. Looking at Xiaoli, although still somewhat immature, her figure was already quite good: long legs, small breasts, a slender waist, and a flat stomach. Her vulva was full, adorned with a sparse tuft of pubic hair. Even more remarkable was her fair and smooth skin, and long neck. Lying on her back, her long, black hair framed her delicate face; he had truly found a gem.

"She's probably comparable to Xiaoyun," Zhiguo thought unconsciously, comparing this stranger, Xiaoli, to the girl he liked.

Seeing him still standing there dumbfounded, Xiaoli couldn't help but ask again, "Why aren't you coming up? Don't you know what to do?" Zhiguo quickly leaned down and pressed down.

Perhaps because it was his first time with a prostitute, he was a little nervous. Although his penis was already slightly erect, it wasn't fully hard. He tried to push it in against Xiaoli's vulva, but couldn't get it in.

Xiaoli quickly took his penis with one hand, and with the other hand, she spread her labia, aligned his penis with her vaginal opening, and first inserted the glans a little. Then she released her hand, lifted her buttocks, and Zhiguo's penis was finally successfully inserted into her warm vagina. He was

a little nervous at first, but once their genitals were perfectly joined, Zhiguo relaxed. As soon as he relaxed, he felt an intoxicating pleasure coming from his penis. Imagine, a boy who had only had sex with a woman for the first time a few days ago, how could he not be aroused by a woman's body?

As Zhiguo's penis was enveloped by the tender flesh inside her vagina, it quickly grew thicker. Xiaoli beneath him felt the change, experiencing a sudden, uncomfortable swelling in her vagina, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Zhiguo was aroused and began thrusting.

The group leader next door, who was doing something else, let out a loud voice from the woman: "Oh, harder! It feels so good… Boss, you're amazing!" The voice was very seductive, making Zhiguo thrust harder into Xiaoli. He then asked her, "What's your sister's name?"

Xiaoli seemed shy upon hearing the voice, her face turning red. Hearing Zhiguo's question, she replied, "She's my cousin, her surname is Wang, they call her Xiao Wang."

Zhiguo said, "Your cousin is so horny, she moans so loudly." Xiaoli lifted her buttocks slightly: "Do you like women like her?" Zhiguo didn't know if he was like that, but now he felt pleasure inside Xiaoli's vagina, the pleasure from his penis making him forget everything else, only focusing on thrusting vigorously.

Soon, Xiaoli beneath him also started moaning. Although not as exaggerated as Xiaowang's, and even a bit affected, Zhiguo's lust was aroused, and he thrust even harder. For a time, both rooms were filled with lewd moans and cries, a scene of boundless spring.

Although Xiaoli wasn't a virgin, because of her young age, her vagina was very tight, and the tender flesh of her vaginal walls scraping against Zhiguo's penis felt incredibly pleasurable. With each thrust, her vaginal fluids increased, making it incredibly slippery.

Zhiguo asked, "Can we try a different position?" Xiaoli, who was enjoying the sensation with her eyes closed, suddenly stopped moving and quickly said, "Okay, what do you want me to do?" Zhiguo suggested penetration from behind. Without a word, Xiaoli knelt down behind him, put her hands on the bed, and raised her buttocks high towards Zhiguo.

Xiaoli's buttocks weren't very large, but they looked firm and round. Zhiguo couldn't resist cupping and stroking them a few times, then knelt down behind her and touched her smooth vulva. Xiaoli reached out a hand, found his penis, and guided it into her buttocks, pleading with him, "Hurry up and put it in, I want it, hurry up and fuck me."

He slowly inserted his penis deep into her vagina, parting her buttocks with his hands. Zhiguo watched as his penis slowly sank into Xiaoli's vagina, her labia being partially penetrated, revealing glimpses of her tender, red flesh. The feeling was incredibly pleasurable; he couldn't help but let out a soft "oh," forcefully thrusting his penis all the way in, then grabbed Xiaoli's waist and began to fuck her rapidly.

Xiaoli moaned and cried out as he penetrated her, her voice broken and intermittent: "Ah~ ah~ oh~ oh~ ee~ ee~ so fast... oh~ oh~ I can't take it anymore... ah~ ee~ oh~ oh~ too deep~ oh~ ee~ oh..." To Zhiguo, the sound was really nice, so he went even faster and harder, thinking that since he had already paid for it, he might as well have a good time.

About 20 minutes later, Zhiguo was having a great time when the group leader and Xiao Wang opened the door and walked in, standing to the side watching them. Sensing someone behind him, Zhiguo quickly pulled his penis out and turned around. Seeing the two of them, he hurriedly said, "What are you doing here? Are you done?"

The group leader, with his large belly, smiled and said, "Yes, you last longer, you're young after all. We heard you were still doing it here after we finished, so she came out to see."

Xiao Wang pushed Zhiguo behind Xiaoli again, took his penis and inserted it into Xiaoli's vagina, laughing, "Don't be shy, you continue." He added, "Little sister, did he make you feel good?"

Xiaoli didn't speak, not daring to turn her head, probably thinking that her cousin was really clueless, coming in to watch at this time, and she felt really embarrassed. Seeing that things had come to this, Zhiguo didn't care about anything else, got into position again, and continued having sex with Xiaoli, letting the group leader and Xiao Wang enjoy their performance.

After another hundred or so thrusts, Xiaoli's body went limp, and her upper body collapsed. Zhiguo felt a gush of hot water gushing from deep within her vagina, hitting his glans. The vaginal walls gripped his penis tightly, squeezing and clenching – she had orgasmed.

Zhiguo wasn't done yet; he had almost ejaculated, but Xiao Wang and the other man's interference had dampened his pleasure. Now he felt he needed to go a few more times, so he pushed forward a little more and continued thrusting.

Xiao Wang, standing nearby, hurriedly asked, "Little sister, are you done?" Xiao Li whimpered weakly, "Yeah, I can't take it anymore. I've had my fill. I'm afraid I can't take it any longer." The troupe leader laughed loudly, "Really? A prostitute can't take it anymore? I've never heard of that before."

Xiao Wang rolled her eyes at him and said, "My sister just started out, and she hasn't done it many times. Besides, your friend is too good. If he ejaculated as quickly as you, there wouldn't be a problem." Both of them were still naked. Hearing what Xiao Wang said, the troupe leader slapped her on the buttocks. He said, "You were moaning and groaning about how good I was doing to you, huh? So what are we going to do now? Why don't you do it to my friend too? You haven't had enough yet, have you?"

Xiao Wang quickly told Zhiguo to stop, got onto the bed, lay down on one side, and spread her legs. "My sister can't take it anymore, let her rest for a bit, and do it with me for a while, okay?"

Seeing this, Zhiguo pulled his penis out of Xiao Li's vagina and pressed it against Xiao Wang's body. He thrust into her, and since Xiao Wang's vagina was still wet, it was easy to insert the entire length. He began to move.

Xiao Li sat up weakly, looked at Zhiguo doing it to her cousin, and touched her vulva. "So much water, it was so uncomfortable just now, cousin, thank you."

The feeling was different when the penis entered Xiao Wang's vagina. It felt much looser than Xiao Li's, and much wetter. The thrusting made squelching sounds. As soon as it entered, Xiao Wang started moaning.

“Good brother, you’re doing a great job…you’re killing me…faster, harder…oh…”

The battalion commander pinched her breast in annoyance: “You little slut, all you know how to do is moan. Zhiguo, you’ve got her down too.” Zhiguo said: “How could I? I’m almost there.”

Xiao Wang then lifted her legs up and pressed them high against her chest, saying: “Brother, this way you can penetrate deeper, fuck me harder, I feel so good.”

In this position, Zhiguo’s penis could be seen clearly going in and out, and Xiao Wang’s labia were being turned inside out by his penis. The battalion commander watched with tsk-tsk sounds, and Xiao Li came back to her senses and curiously leaned over to stare.

Zhiguo and Xiaoli were having a great time, and the regimental commander's penis was also aroused. He went to the side, got on the bed, and pulled Xiaoli close, saying, "Watching you makes me so hot. Are you done yet? Let me do it again." Xiaoli quickly said, "Didn't you already ejaculate? I can't." The regimental commander was still hot-tempered and said, "I'll give you another 50 later. I'll come right away."

Xiao Wang, moaning, said, "Sister, if you're done, just let him do it once. He'll pay you. It'll be quick."

Hearing her cousin say this, and hearing that she could get money, Xiaoli agreed. The regimental commander told her to lie down next to Xiao Wang, spread her legs, and started doing it. After a while, she turned around, panting, and said to Zhiguo, "This pussy is really tight."

Four people on one bed, it was quite a novel experience. Zhiguo no longer had any psychological burden. Sometimes he would look back at Xiaoli, who had just been doing it to him, now sitting under the regimental commander with her buttocks raised in welcome, and he felt a strange kind of excitement. The two girls were competing in their moans and groans, their cries of "Oh~ Ah~" never ceasing.

Zhiguo thrust into Xiaowang hundreds more times, the pleasure building until he felt a tingling sensation in his lower back. Finally, he let out a muffled roar, pressing his penis tightly against Xiaowang's cervix, pressing his body against hers, and ejaculating with a throbbing motion.

Not long after, the regimental commander beside them also let out a comfortable moan, pulling his penis out of Xiaoli's vagina and ejaculating onto her stomach…

The two, having had their fill, emerged from inside, around two in the afternoon. Walking down the street, Zhiguo took out a cigarette, gave one to the regimental commander, and lit one for himself. The troupe leader said, "Xiao Zhang, that was great, wasn't it? We'll have plenty of opportunities like this in the future. Give me a hand in

the future!" Zhi Guo, still savoring the experience, nodded enthusiastically, "That was awesome! Hey, those two women were really something else. We even took turns... haha!" He added, "Thank you for the treat, troupe leader. Don't worry, with you being so good to me, I'll definitely do my best for you in the future."

The troupe leader then flagged down a bus on the way back. The two boarded and found seats. As the bus started moving, the troupe leader took a lighter from his briefcase and handed it to Zhi Guo: "Xiao Zhang, is this yours?"

Zhi Guo took it and saw it was indeed his. He hadn't found it when he got to Da Chen, so he bought a new one. He thought he'd forgotten it when he changed clothes that morning. He wondered if he'd lost it on the way here and the troupe leader had found it. But if he'd found it that morning, he should have returned it then.

Seeing Zhiguo's puzzled expression, the battalion commander smiled slightly before straightening up and saying, "I found this by the door of my shed this morning. You must have seen what happened between Xiaoyun and me last night, right?"

Zhiguo's head throbbed at these words…

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