When the woman finished the tour, she left us on the 3rd floor. We were the only ones up there, except the bartenders. The private club was BYOB. We g...ve our bottle of rum to the bartender who would mix our drinks for the evening. Dave and I went to the couch and chatted. We were turned on just sitting there. Since we were alone and people weren’t due for about 15 minutes, we took advantage of the situation. I took Dave’s hard cock out of his pants and started to stroke it, daring him to let. I wondered if Helmut Schwartzman knew this was a predominantly gay men’s beerhall. I might have guessed that from the name—the Allemanner bierstube, the All Men beerhall. I could see that by the way the patrons, nearly all men, were responding to each other—and to the handsome young men serving up the beer, including the very young Klaus, who was dancing around, looking delicious, with a big smile on his face.I had found myself in this historic German town a little over a week before Christmas. What shall we do with this young man? Has he been forgiven for his behaviour?” she spoke softly as she continued to touch my bottom and thighs with her small right hand.Natalie nodded and looked at Mrs. Davies.“I think so, Auntie Wendy. I’m sure that he realises that he should have told me about what Nicola and Kelly were doing to him during my lessons and that he has suffered more than he needed to by taking their punishment on top of his own tonight,” the dark-haired woman replied.“And I. ...." With that,she burst into sobs. Henderson let her cry for a couple of minutes whilst he considered his next move. She really was a very attractive young woman - nineteen or twenty years of age, perhaps? - and with her big blue eyes and well-styled blonde hair he could easily envisage her as a smart and successful PA to some City big shot, dressed as she was in a crisp white blouse and quite short dark blue pleated skirt. She had extremely shapely legs and in her agitated state was.