And they did not worry about me seeing anything either, I got plenty of side boob shots and down shirt shots. The owner, Ling, was the typical Chinese...women, short, petite, but grew up in America. I found her to very funny and rather attractive. One night we closed and Ling and I were cleaning up, everyone else had gone. We finished up and sat at a table to talk and have a drink. "you must have many girls chasing after you" Ling said to me as she studied me. "No, not at all. I have never had. Just look at Ginger and Gail. They’re out here in the yard buck ass naked, ready to fuck both of us right here under this oak tree.”“I thought they were just having fun, and stripped off like they did when we played for them in the house last night.”“Jerry, I didn’t tell you this on the front end, because I wasn’t sure you could handle it - but now that I’m sure you’ve got control of the Power of The Amp, I really do need to tell you the rest of it I reckon.”“Tell me! Damn - I hope it’s as good. On that note, giving or receiving was immaterial to me and I was totally versatile.When I finally left home and settled into my own place, it was a blessing, I very shortly found my personal heaven. It was a truck stop about five miles out of town. I had chanced upon it by accident one day and thereafter, it became the mainstay of my sex life. Big, smelly, ultra-masculine guys were like magnets to me and the truck stop fulfilled all those needs. I fucked and got fucked regularly, happily. It didn't bare thinking.You walk over to a directory on one of the many pedestals in the room. Flicking from back to front, it's almost like the book is being created, reduced, revised, rewritten and recreated. The contents must be a good place to start.It asks, "Live the life of which Princess?"Flicking through the contents, you see what's currently on offer:=====================================================BelleA young provincial woman calms the selfish heart of a beast.[Playable! Act.