Gunther then anounced that when I was done serving up the shots I would collect the $50 dollar "party fee" by giving them each a lapdance. Gunther had...brought me to a couple strip clubs in Denver before so I knew what he was asking me to do. I was a little in shock realizing he was pimping me out but I was his bitch so I figured I had to do what he said. And if I was going to do it I was going to do it right so I gave all of those gentlemen the best lap dance you can imagine. By the time I got. Bill and Kate? She was only twelve years old for crap's sake! She wasn't much more developed than Clara was. And, Bill, he was supposed to be my very close friend. Could he really be sneaking around with my sister like that, behind my back? The only thing that kept me sitting at that table instead of confronting Bill and Kate was my very certain knowledge that Bill could kick my ass with one of his hands tied behind him. That being the case, I decided to try to worm some further information out. During the journey home, Jen would constantly ask me if I was happy with the way things were and each time I reassured her that I was very happy with how things are.“You don’t hate me for turning you into a cuckold husband, do you?” Jen asked.“Of course not babe,” I replied.“Martin asked you not to call me babe, remember?”“Oh sorry, I mean of course not Jen,” I quickly replied, “So are you my bride now?”“No Trevor, I am still Martin’s bride and you are my cuckold husband: that won’t. As it goesto work bubbling away I quickly pop into the men's room to touch up mymake-up and check my appearance. Straighten the stockings and theblouse. I get back to my desk and quickly make up a small breakfasttray of croissants, butter and just wait to pour the coffee. Twelveminutes later the front hall receptionist rings me."She is just coming across the Plaza now." he warns.Quickly I pour the coffee into a pot and carefully carrying the tray.My boss seating herself in an easy chair,.