I didn't understand how he could be so full of energy. I was still exhausted. I grabbed the towel off the floor to cover myself up. Then in his afem...nant voice he says,"You want pancakes? You look like you could use some breakfast." He then walked over to me and gently removed the towel from my waist and threw it on the bed. "You don't have to cover up. You have nothing to be embarrassed about." His soft hands started caressing my chest and stomach. His hands were so soft. Softer than. “Nice shorts, I used to be a tailor you know” he said as he continued to feel the fabric, Daisy looking on couldn’t fail to see my cock twitching under my shorts.“Really” I said not knowing what to make of the situation, “Oh yes, and these are good shorts” as his fingers touched on a wet spot, damn. His other hand was running up and down my leg, not too sure what to make of it. Daisy bailed me out.“You look tired Gramps, and Frank is here to help” she said as she edged me out of the way,. I went to bed replaying my interview with the beautifulLaura and trying to block out my mind any doubts about my acquiescence tothis special woman.The next day the time seemed to drag on because I kept wanting to runhome to get ready again for my next encounter at the Best Friends Salon.Finally I finished my last project and I rushed home to get ready. When Iarrived at the salon, Rita escorted me to the back of the salon andintroduced me to Greta their skin specialist. Greta was a stern. His cock rock hard and his balls swollen with desire to possess her. He groans, “Precious…Oh God, I want her!” His thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps coming to the door. Precious allows Master to lead her to her first lap dance, the guy she gave her panties to as she dances across the top of the bar. She enters the small, fifteen by twenty foot room and notices a small, dimly lit, bar in the far corner with a couple of stools around it. The rest of the room was barely better lit.