They were going to be very surprised when I walked in on them.I got five good pictures of them before they realized that I was in the room and I got t...ree more as they frantically pulled apart. I dropped my phone into my pocket and headed for Hal. He read what I planned to do on my face and unfortunately, at least from my standpoint, I wasn't between him and the door. Fortunately, at least for him, he hadn't taken off his pants to fuck Amy and instead had just unzipped, taken it out and shoved. When the danced for me, they were no longer just grinding my thighs, but lightly grazing my face with their g-string covered bodies. A very short set happened. It was a good thing. It seemed rather warm in the room and I was getting hot in more ways than one. I commented that I needed to cool a bit. I took in some ice water and it seemed to help. The strippers said the vast majority of women they do the private bachelorette dances for, end up opting to get as scantilly clad as the stripper. When using the place in my head to check out the inside of the dildo, I saw that the ring pushed out a section about five inches up from the base that kept it stuck in the guy’s ass. Under the metal were metal rods with rubber rings that kept the rods from touching each other. She shoved the dildo into his ass and locked in place and quickly connected leads from the box to the wire mesh and dildo. She slid a cover over the wiring to secure it all in place.In her angelic voice, she told him,. ’ I remembered it from somewhere. Somewhere in school. I was 15. The day that… the thing happened, so long ago. The day of the nightmare. We had been reading Shakespeare’s ‘ a midsummer night’s dream’. Then… dammit! No! I can’t think about that now! I can’t lose my cool! Wait-a-minute, ‘these mortals’, that’s it… A part of me then lurched awake, a part I hadn’t known was there. A part that said ‘Yes, that’s it! Ask about that!’ ”These mortals’, you speak as though you aren’t one.’ I gulped.