A four-foot wide section in the center could be extended out into the crowd area creating a short runway. A dancer at the end of the extended runway w...uld be in the center of the bar area, surrounded by the crowd.There were smaller stages in most of the other sections of the club and odd looking equipment being assembled on them. Mr. Smith explained what each piece of equipment did and demonstrated some of them for her. She put her head in the neck hole of a set of stocks and he lowered the top. I realized I’d left it lying out in the open. “He just texted you,” she said. “I think I’m the only one who saw it. He says he can’t wait to see you, and—how’d he put it?—he’s ‘so fucking horny’ for you.”I suddenly felt naked, and not in a good way. “Uh, well, he’s nobody,” I said without thinking, “I-I mean, he’s just a gay guy I know.”Amy frowned. “That looks a lot like sexting to me.”At first, I thought she’d seen my other texts. Then I realized the phone was still locked, though it. Maybe I'm going straight!" Nah! It's that you're a butch dyke, and I'm your bitch." Hm! That's all right then." I smiled, and started nibbling and biting his neck. Then suddenly I remembered - fuck! - there was something I hadn't told him ...When I say I bribed Jack to let us rehearse, his price had been to watch us. I must say I thought it was louche, a straight guy wanting to see two gay boys dancing about in drag. But then Jack was louche. Fifty, a little under six foot and lean as a. "Why not?" he asked. "I think you're pretty. Especially like you were when you got here."She knew the boy was being braver than he usually was because he was turned on so much. Just seeing her had made him randy as a young stud. The thought turned her on even more. Certainly Tom had never acted as if she was special."I'm twice your age," Jennifer said."You look better than most of the girls my age," Jonathan said. "You look a lot better. All over." How do you know?" Jennifer asked. "What girls.