I walked through the restaurant a couple of times with a hard on pressing against my pants. We left the restaurant and I was really in need of some r...lease. At this point I would have done anything. When we got to the car I noticed a man walking behind the car but I really didn't pay much attention to him. As I opened the door for my wife she wanted a kiss. As we kissed I felt a hand on my ass. When we broke apart I realized it was the man that I thought was walking by. My wife asked him. . WHAT?" Mickey, Darling, calm down. She didn't say it in so many words, but I could plainly see that she wants you to know. She just doesn't know how to break it to you."Questions flooded my mind. What did 'seeing someone' mean, who was he, how did they meet, how long had it been going on, and above all, why had Kitty appointed herself the messenger? She must have anticipated my questions."He's a high school coach. They met in the emergency room last summer and seem to have a lot in common.. You ran away from schooland you ended up here. What are you, sixteen? You look about sixteen. As faras we're concerned, you are sixteen, and you'll say that if anyone asks." Inodded mutely. "You're lucky Sebastien picked you up. Dev runs a good showand we're treated well. He runs a club, and most of us dance there. Can youdance?" I thought about it and shook my head. "I'll teach you the moves.You'll pick it up in a day or two. It's better than putting out for Johns, soI'll tell Dev you're a. I like to pose in front of my full-length mirror or look atpictures in my extensive pornography collection of women being fucked inlingerie; but mostly I end up in front of the PC surfing the net andmasturbating.I am a member of numerous websites where guys have similar interests tome and I recently discovered the joys of web-camming and set up my ownwebcam site; I like to show off my lingerie clad body (never my face)and sometimes I jack off on camera as well. I never accept webcamstreams.