You might get tired of me."Gary nodded. "No. I could never get tired of you. You know tonight was hard. I had to watch you dance for that drunk asshol... and I don't know ... I just wanted to go over there and kick his ass and carry you over my shoulder. I wanted to take you away."Ginger smiled sadly. "Does the fact that I'm a stripper bother you now?"Gary shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. But I can't say anything. It's your job. It's what you do."Ginger moved closer and sat on the bed next to him.. Many days, early in our affair, we got no further than the living room rug. I even fucked her on the cold flagstones of the entryway once. She loved it. She dumped her idiot husband and had moved to San Francisco about a year ago, where she married an owner of a brokerage firm. She made a "shopping" trip to LA about four times a year now. She would stay in a very expensive hotel and I would join her and we would spend the weekend in bed. At 38 she had not slowed down a bit. Actually we had. "I know." She was almost cumming, and grasped his hair tight. The closer he brought her to cumming, the tighter she grasped his hair in her fists. He now had his lips wrapped around one of the widest clits he had ever seen. He pressed his face in as hard as he could and whined loud as he tried to suck it as close to it's base as he could. It stood up strong and proud and she ejaculated at least a half pint of fluid into his waiting mouth as she screamed, bucked and let go of him to grab at her. She's five or six years younger than you, and is English. We captured her in Tirfil where she was the resident mistress of an ex-pat engineer. Now she is a slave here, and I must admit she had a hard time, both in Tirfil and on the way back here, but if you want her, she's yours. Frankly I think she is afraid of my title and has never met anyone from the nobility before."Robinson realised that any woman captured in Tirfil had probably been raped thoroughly by the army before the Emir acquired.