The entity loomed over the man for a time, just peering at him. It wasthen that, as if prodded by some unseen force, the Vincent awoke.It was a few mo...ents until his senses had suitably cleared when fearstruck. First, the man found himself held fast. Unable to move much ofhis body, save for shifting and shaking. His eyes wide, he could onlygasp as his vision fell on the entity not far from him. Standing tall inthe twilight cast by the TV, and all the more ominous for it, a oddspectre returned. Formal?" "Not formal... god forbid! It's bad enough that you're calling me sir; contrary to popular opinion, I haven't yet been knighted. My name's Peter... my friends call me Peter, but you can call me Peter." She grinned. "I'm Kimberly... and unfortunately, I have to call you sir. The boss is pretty strict about maintaining formal relationships with customers." "That does raise an interesting question though, doesn't it, Kimberly... is it Kimberly, or Kim?" "Kimberly." "Kimberly... how are. “Honestly, nobody is going to be insulted if they are turning you on, if they even know.” I started stroking my hand up and down on it. “Besides, lots of women like one like this.”I smiled at him, not that he could see it, and leaned over and kissed the tip of it.“So I guess your old girlfriend never did this.” I licked the tip of it as I stroked the shaft, and he half pushed me away.“Don’t,” He looked embarrassed, but I assume he also liked it. “I’ll cum to quick and you won’t get anything out. ”“Think you’ll try on that towel?”Ms. E’s eyes sparkle with mischief, “I might have to.”The bartender lowers the lights a bit and turns up the electronic music. Just as Ms. Erotica is about to ask another question, a gorgeous couple emerges from the men’s bathroom wearing nothing but towels and heads up the stairs to the Forbidden Zone: a tall, blonde, very white athletic woman and a ripped, quite dark Black man about the woman’s same height. He lets her ascend first; a short towel barely.