I loved showing off my body. Working with very attractive girls was even more of a reason I liked it. Two weeks into my new position and I was catchin... on well. Taking my clothes off on a stage was very exciting and turned me on like nothing I have ever done. Being on stage was like advertising what I had so when my dance was over I could go talk to the men who put dollars in my garter. When guys put a dollar billin your garter its like giving me a note saying "come see me when you get done",. That's short for doppelganger, Jeanne. Are you familiar with what that is?" "That's some kind of clone or duplicate, right Barocca? Only it's kind of creepy or not quite the same as the original?" "Very good, Jeanne. It's mainly found in ghost and suspense stories. It's the popular term for someone's ghost or spirit, that's seen roaming about in those old Gothic mansions, that's come back from the dead, or isn't resting in peace. "Dee Dee's been working on a way to try and produce temporary. " Now my own cock was on fire. She was stroking it very well through the birdcage and pinching my nipple like she wanted to rip it off my body. "A proper cock that will know how to please me in ways that your pathetic little dick could never manage." Are you serious? Are you actually thinking of going through this?" I feigned anger but my body betrayed me as I started shaking and approaching a NEMO (Non Ejaculatory Male Orgasm)."Tonight you get to see your wife fucked by a real man. I wasn't. Don’t take we wrong, I could appreciate her body that were exposed to my eye, when I attended her dancing competitions with any naughty thoughts, just appreciate the view. I’m sorry, but I condemn c***d abuse but I’m concerned that parents allowing their young or older daughter wearing clothes revealing too much of her body part. Even if I don’t have deviant desire for this young girl, I could not deny that alone with my hand I used this view that was still really clear in my head to let go.