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 you'll go crazy playing with yourself? You can go home with me for five bucks."

"I've got five bucks," he shot back at her.

"Honey, you're too damn anxious … You look like a ginny-woman … I'm scared of you."

"I'm harmless," he laughed.

"That's what I mean … I used to keep my hands in my pockets all the time when I wore pants … Now look at me … If you don't be careful you'll end up like me … and you wouldn't want that would ya?"

"Yea …" several shouted …

"Damn, the competition is terrific tonight ..

"I think Dusty's wonderful, don't you, Paul?" Gaylord grinned softly and Paul came back with a "Yeah … wonderful."

Dusty continued, "I wish my husband Jasper was here tonight, but the bastard left me. Told me someone was going to give him a trip around the world."

A high falsetto voice screamed with delight.

"What's the matter, dear? Sit on a feather or something … Or are you a traveler too?" She paused, fingering the piece of silk. "I took a trip around the world once. I said once girls. I really had a marvelous time … London … Rome, Venice … but you know kids, I got the large news for you … I was blue in Paris."

She paused for the laughter to die down. She waved her handkerchief at Gaylord and Paul.

"Enough of this carryings on. I'd like to belch a little number, but before I do … I want everyone of you faggots to stick your fingers in your ears … I said ears, Mary," she screamed at a boy who had just placed his hand on the leg of another boy.

Another round of applause.

"This little hymn is going to be for only one person. It's high class and you bitches won't know what the hell I'm singing about, so why in the hell don't all of you leave? The joint's hot anyway … Did you know we're expecting a raid," she giggled.

Someone yelled, "Who in the hell cares, Dusty. I hope I'm put in the same cell with you."

"I can't see you but from the sound of your pipes, I know you're 196