When I looked at those marvelous pectorals under his shirt, my body temperature rose. “So, I see you here at the show all the time but I been too sh... to say anything," he said after he gulped the last of his whiskey. A lump gathered in my throat as I heard those words. He wanted to talk to me? Flirtingly, I batted my eyes and took a sip of my vodka cranberry. “Really, I’m flattered, I thought it was just me who's shy.” He chuckled and continued telling me how interested he was. We chatted for. His middle finger probed her wetness first, followed by the index finger and then the ring finger disappeared behind the soft folds of her steaming cleft which was now like a tap turned on with no chance of being stopped. The kisses grew wilder, her strokes grew harder and quicker; his thrusts were determined and deeper as her muscles closed in around those fingers wishing that it were what she was fondling. She sensed it, it was in his breathing...shallower and deeper more like a dog panting.. "Okay, but bear in mind that I like the idea of you getting pegged, so you will be ... a lot. I will fuck your sweet ass a lot myself, but I'll turn it over to the other men, too, and I will let women take it as well whenever it suits me. Just be warned of that. It goes without saying, perhaps, but I will say it, anyway ... you will keep cleaning out with enemas on a regular basis. I dare say that you'll have one sore bottom well before the end of the year, but I don't think that's going to be. "Shhh!" she whispered before Jan could say anything. "We'll both getkicked off the show if they find out I'm in here." She found the lightswitch and turned off the lights."Are you crazy?" Jan said in his normal voice."You have some serious explaining to do, Mister," she said, leading himover to the sofa. "Tell me everything! How did they get you topretend you were a girl? And how did you get so damn good at it?"Jan sat down next to her and let out a deep sigh. She had him totallyover a.