I asked, “You seem to be somewhere else.”Still staring straight ahead as we pulled into the liquor store lot, she confessed, “I was told to do a...Code Red on Charlotte and I did.”Then, quietly, “I had no choice.”“Go on,” I pleaded.“I knew Mrs. Carroll was put out by Charlotte’s intervention, calling Buddy's name. While we sat at the table, I used my phone to reschedule Charlotte’s flight for tonight. By now, she has picked up all her gear and is on the way to the airport. I intentionally. While men and women watched the dancers, admiring them and making comments, no one approached them to tip or talk. It seemed they were just part of the environment, the ambiance. Wonder how much they get paid, I thought. The hard dance beat pounded through me as I headed across the main floor toward the Green Room. Men and women both looked me over. I maintained my ‘poise and grace,’ keeping my head held up, remembering the lessons Anne and Cleo had taught me. ‘You must always be confident and. With the sound of the rain on the windshield, I became aware of an overwhelming need to relieve my bladder. It was so dark outside and I was probably going to get soaked. I was hesitant at the idea of what kind of animals could be lurking out there or perhaps a car would come right as I was squatting in a bush. It only took five more minutes of staring at the rain before I decided to get over my fears and brave the pitch back wilderness. I grabbed my sweat jacket, turned on the head lights,. When we returned to the hotel, she said she had to get her books. I told her my room number and went to wait for her. She soon appeared, and we started studying. After an hour or so, we both decided we needed a break. I asked her if she could give me some massage. She giggled but said okay. I stripped to my briefs and got some lotion and lay down on my belly on the bed. Ah, her hands were like magic. My cock was stiff beneath me and rubbing against the bed. She had to know that I figured. Then.