It was a wet day, lol on both counts as I was also in the mood and being in the shop was adding to the spice, but the day was dark and the shop desert...d, so I was browsing at will, keenly aware the old guy manning the counter was watching me and probably thinking how much he would like to stick me.As my meanderings led me too the back shop and into the Adult Section, it was the sign he needed, and he was sensible enough to lock the front door and follow me in, where he found me looking at the. The redhead’s erection was now full, as she too relished the experience of being with such a pretty sissy. She whispered softly to Bella.“I want you to think of your Adam now, but try not to keep your eyes closed all the time.” Ellen drew the kneeling sissy forward on the leash and poked her erect cock at the cherry-red lips; Bella’s little cock stiffened and bobbed with sheer excitement as she looked softly up at the sneering redhead and softly enveloped her bulbous bell-end with her soft. But there were no video recorders in the RSG days, so that's a distant memory now. In the early 70s, I discovered that there were go-go dancers in pubs. I started to do the rounds, not really believing I would see anything, and I was in the Green Man in Leytonstone when I heard the DJ announce something, and when I looked around, there was this lovely blonde girl on a sort of pedestal, in a short purple dress, dancing go-go. Like a shot I was up at the bar, ogling in disbelief. That dress was. I want to see it. I’ve fantasized over it forever but now... I’m just not sure.”“You approached us.” Brad joined in. “After I told you about it, about us, at the pub that night, you could not stop asking about it. You had to meet the rest of the guys. You had to see pictures of the wives. You couldn’t leave it alone; dropping into my office sometimes three times a day with more questions. You confessed that we were enacting your greatest fantasy. You almost creamed your pants talking about.